The Gate

In the hope I'll forget I'll wait It's a chance I'll take oh yeah In the hope I'll forget I'll wait For the time In the spring I'll watch my step While the night-time passes by When a smile suits me all alone I'll be fine There's got to be a better song to sing Before I hang upon your shoulder Telling the truth it may be bolder this time There's got to be a better song to sing That makes a lonely one less cold oh Before I hang upon your shoulder and cry Watching friends playing in the dirt Feeling hard but feeling hurt By the sadness that wastes my time It's a crime Counting acts which I must add To collect sad memories From a past I'd soon forget Swap or leave There's got to be a better song to sing Before I hang upon your shoulder Telling the truth it may be bolder this time There's got to be a better song to sing That makes a lonely one less cold oh Before I hang upon your shoulder and cry At the gate I'll wave goodbye To the friends that were my lies And I'll see them off at dawn Feeling wise Feeling wise Feeling wise