Morning For The Ma**es - 22 lyrics

22, plus 30, was the first time that i saw the truth 22, minus a week or so, was the first time that i knew That i'd never be the same That i'd only cry on name Ever again For any reason Dearest, best friend I am yours for now and every season I'm holding your face in my hands 'cause the following is sincere; You are my future plans So allow me one more half-year If you're not here tomorrow I won't be anywhere at all If your hand is there to borrow I won't be holding anything at all..