Now The Rabbit Has The Gun

Barcelona
I've got a stack of empty postcards that I've yet to sendA handful of souvenirs from all the places that I've beenThey're all just sitting in a shallow drawer beside my bedJust waiting for you, just waiting for youBeneath the decisions and visionsThat never came trueThey were ours to loseAnd now I'm sitting here without youThinking about you on a Sunday afternoonAnd I'm missing youWhen I saw the pictures from your Barcelona trip last fallThere was this one where you were leaning up against the wallAnd I couldn't help notice how you looked so happy thereI wish I could take you back, I wish I could take you thereBut how do you take the next step forward when you're scared to fallFor a lover that thinks about you all the time and not at allWe could move on with life and it's not like the world would endBut somehow we won't, for some reason we don'tAnd I just knowI don't wanna be the first to let goYeah it's all I knowSo if my heart is yours to loseIf your fate is yours to chooseSongtexteThen it's up to you nowAnd my heart keeps calling outCan you hear it now?It's calling outPeople move on from people who waitAnd the window closes and then it's too lateIf it's meant to be it'll beYou sayWe've gotta find our Barcelona, just the two of usA place the morning sunlight reaches in to wake us upWhere the days are as long or short as we decide they oughta beWhere can be free, yes we can be freeFree from the hurt that keeps our hearts all tangled up with doubtAnd whatever the wind happens to blow our way we'll figure it outAnd all that I know each day is there's no place I'd rather beAs long as you're with me, I need you with me Aus Songtexte Mania