
Leave Your Lover - BBC Proms At The Royal Albert Hall
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I don't have much to give, but I don't care for gold
What use is money when you need someone to hold?
Don't have direction, I'm just rolling down this road
Waiting for you to bring me in from out the cold
You'll never know the endless nights
The rhyming of the rain
Or how it feels to fall behind
And watch you call her name
Pack up and leave everything
Don't you see what I can bring?
Can't keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave her for me
Leave your lover, leave her for me
We sit in bars and raise our drinks to growing old
Oh, I'm in love with you and you will never know
But if I can't have you, I'll walk this life alone
Spare you the rising storms and let the rivers flow
You'll never know the endless nights
The rhyming of the rain
Or how it feels to fall behind
And watch you call her name
Pack up and leave everything
Don't you see what I can bring?
Can't keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave her for me
Leave your lover, leave her for me
Leave your lover, leave her for me


























