Cross No More Rivers

<p>Spare me all those hangups The feeling makes me sick You'd realy love to enjoy yourself But those bad moods seem to stick</p><p>Yes you loose little cannon This is the final poem Forgive my verbosity Echoing throught that empty dome</p><p>Staring at the love lies I lock the door</p><p>I cannot believe</p><p>That I wanted more of you</p><p>I used to agonise about you Now I don't know why 'Cause I just couldn't care Whether you live or die</p><p>The sun is setting The tide has turned Cross no more rivers All those bridges are burned</p><p>Staring at the love lies I lock the door</p><p>I cannot believe</p><p>That I wanted more of you</p><p>The tide has turned All those bridges are burned</p>