Too Sweet - The Ascent Of Everest

A cold wind blows long and low thru the hollow

The places you go but you no longer know

The butterflies sting a constant reminder to us

Of what will never be and what never really was

Your love made me a legend in my own time

Now i wander your drunken streets auditioning new wives

There’s no one left that i know in the old haunts kicking around

No one fool enough to die alone in this dead end town

Too sweet to let go

Too much to hold on to

Too sweet to let go

Too late to ever be true

It’s too sweet don’t let go

There’s no way to hold on to you