Bluebell - James McCartney

I don’t want to take away from you the things we did,

The things we said,

Not ever, never.

Something pulls me close to you,

Like a moth to a flame,

Like a music box unwinding,

You’re winding.

I’m on my own,

I’ve got to go on,

But I can’t go on forever.

If I could build a fortress of words and thoughts and broken dreams I would,

I would.

Something tells me deep inside that you’re not here,

That you will never leave me,

But you could.

I’m on my own,

I’ve got to go on,

But I can’t go on forever.

I’ve got to be strong,

But I can’t go on for everyone.

I’ve got to go on,

But I can’t go on forever.