bring on, bring on
black crowes, the
what could i do different?
it makes one sober to think
it's hard to know when to stop
how could i live indifferent
believing in time and fate
as long as i have a witness
bring on thou words cannot describe
it's hard waiting for heaven
may your song keep you alive
and on the day i said good-bye
my drowning tear catches a light
i'm positively spring time