St. South - Gone, Not Gone

I’m swearing old doubt, with all the wrong words.
I’m worried and wired that this might hurt

Giving up is wrong when you’re in love
Giving up is wrong when you’re loved

I’m crossing old lists, from trees once kissed
Trying to find the old words I missed

Right between the moon and sun
Lost within the tale I’ve spun

But we won’t give up the others,
Won’t give up the others ’til we’re done.
Won’t give up the others,
Won’t give up the others ’til we’re gone.

I’m rolling old beds, and I know nothing more.
Release me from running back down the first floor

Giving in to old when you’re done
Giving in to feeling someone.

But we won’t give up the others,
Won’t give up the others ’til we’re done.
Won’t give up the others,
Won’t give up the others ’til we’re gone.

And we're gone, gone, gone.