I’d rather die young
than slip through your fingers
I hold on and break
two worries away
Mountains call me too quickly
and send me away
your fingers wrap tightly
ready- hold on and break
I could be your lightning
not ready for stormy
one by one I take
these worries away
Be my music blasting
I’ll try to be yours
I used to think wonderful
was all we are
But I can’t hold the lightning
without soaking my shoes
so baby talk to me
the end’s the best part
I’d rather die young
than slip through your fingers
I hold on and break
two worries away
Mountains call me too quickly
and send me away
your fingers wrap tightly
ready- hold on and break