Letras:Scars On 45. Give Me Something.

I carved your name
In an old, old tree,
But the council chopped it down
Because it was filled with disease.

And I sent you a thousand messages,
But not a single one got through...

Please,
Give me something;
Something to hold on to.
Give me something,
That links me to you.
Give me something;
Something to hold on to,
And I'll wear your wedding ring for a lifetime.

I?ve seen a place
Where your fingers lock with mine.
But the view it disappeared,
As my alarm clock hit the time.

And I've made a million wishes now,
But not a single one?s come true...

Please,
Give me something;
Something to hold on to.
Give me something,
That links me to you.
Give me something;
Something to hold on to,
And I'll wear your wedding ring for a lifetime.

Please,
Give me something;
Something to hold on to.
Give me something,
That links me to you.

Give me something;
Something to hold on to.
Give me something,
That links me to you.

Give me something...
Give me something...
Give me something...
Give me something...