Testo Denial William Topley

Denial

I was born on this here guitar road
and though my tuning is far from fine
it's going to reach your soul
I was born the child of greed and fear
and though my hands, they shake like hell
they are going to serve you well

Well you tell me I don't have the asnwers to the
questions posed by times gone by
baby you said you would love be
but you left me alone to cry

And there will be just you and I
and the sun will burn us dead of night
and there won't be any more denial
come on, no

I will die on this here whiskey road
and though my throat is parched and dry
it's gonna sing you home

watch the world as it runs through your fingers
se the water and the fire as they ragethey told us love would free us
but through our passions we are enslaved

And there will be just you and I
and the sun will burn us dead of night
and there won't be no denial