hope against hope

Singer: cash, rosanne

it's all coming back to me now. but try as i have to keep

the taste of you off of my tongue;

your face from my fitful sleep. an' i wait and hope against hope like before. an' i wait an' hope that i won't anymore. an' this won't stop till i do. until i learn to kill the thought

of everything i could have said: of everything i wished i'd not. an' i wait

hope against hope like before. an' i wait

hope that i won't anymore. show rises up from the street

an' a crowd rises up to it's feet. i followed blind after you: i might know better if i'd ever wanted to. the painting here is still not dry

an' i can smell it from the door. it covers every mark you made: the countin' days are keepin' score. an' i wait

hope against hope like before. an' i wait

an' hope that i won't anymore. an' i wait

hope against hope like before. an' i wait

an' hope that i won't anymore.

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