Charlie Winston - Stories lyrics

There... Waiting on the stairs Watching as the plates Took away our only home In and out the door Through the restaurant Forbidden land we'd sneak across Better not get caught Hope... Hope was all we had That soon she'd take a break And come and dry my sister's tears Nothing for us here Nothing we could touch We only wanted love But I wouldn't take it back I'll leave it in the past And even if it brings a tear to my eye I'll never take it back I've come to understand it all Memories make up stories to be told I hope mine live before I get old Late... Waiting for the end Another angry day Too many scared to speak a word For fear it might be heard And turned into another bomb shell Going off in the hell-tel But I wouldn't take it back It's made me who I am And even if it brings a tear to my eye I'll never take it back I've come to understand it all Memories make up stories to be told I hope mine live before I get old