Billy Corgan - Tilt lyrics

Tomorrow done, the morning still Climb up on my window sill To sleep, uncover me alone Pulling closer, close to you Tired tired, wired still bu*terflies fill up my will And mind, I can't grasp the end Drawing closer, close to you I will be there this time I will be there this time 'round I will be there This time 'round I will be there Tomorrow torn, the morning wilts Climb up on my windowsill To seek melodies I loved Late one summer close to you I will be there this time I will be there this time 'round I will be there to hold This time 'round I will be there Don't let me be your best friend Don't let me breathe your suspense, no Far from the cross of your defense I am the rose I railed against I will be there this time I will be there this time 'round I will be there this time I will be there I will be there Tomorrow is a long time I will be there Way too far to care I will be there To wonder how you ache I will be there To wonder where you sleep, no Don't let me be your best chance Don't let me be your suspense, no