Try to catch us now
When you're hands, theyre on fire.
Try to catch us now.
You're hands, they're on fire.

I'm waiting for a sign,
Someone to pick me out
Somebody, anybody to save me from this.

The only nights that we can leave,
The only writing I can read
The only nights for you and me,
It's our cursive memory

The only nights that we can leave,
The only writing I can read,
The only sight that we can see
Is our cursive memory

I turned around to see your back, walking away
I've seen your back a thousand times before
Never __ing me. (?)
Only you can see me, being left behind
The simple things are torture, as your fingers slip through mine

Those nights, those thoughts, those dreams of you
Now they're gone
The nights when our hearts were ____. (?)
Well, I was wrong, well, I was wrong

Well, I'd give up, everyday of my life.
To spend just one more moment
In that cursive memory

Still waiting for that sign
Someone to pick me out
Somebody, anybody please save me from this

The only nights that we can leave,
The only writing that I can read
The only nights for you and me
It's our cursive memory

The only nights that we can leave,
The only writing that I can read
The only sights that we can see
It's our cursive memory

And even if i said a word or two
No one could know how we do
Love, love the weak, (?)
It's our cursive memory

Not even words can explain
How do write this soul train (?)
Love, love the weak
Yeah yeah, It's our cursive memory

A cursive memory, a cursive memory....


Lyrics submitted by MrsTeddyGeiger

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