Frances
There is nothing that I won't do
But I think I'm starting to strain
Have I done something to hurt you
Cause it's not been feeling the same
Maybe I've been seeing salt in the sand
I should know it's all in my head
But a question I know I have to ask
Are we in the hands of borrowed time
Borrowed time
Where do we stand
Are these our hands of borrowed time
If you ever were to leave me
Would you come back lonely some day
And if I fell apart completely
Would you still come running my way
Maybe I've been seeing salt in the sand
I should know it's all in my head
But a question I know I have to ask
Are we in the hands of borrowed time
Borrowed time
Where do we stand
Are these our hands of borrowed time
Are we in the hands of borrowed time
Borrowed time
Where do we stand
Are these our hands of borrowed time