This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
There's a notebook on the table, you can take it to the store
So you won't forget the groceries anymore
There's a rifle in the cabinet that I used to fight a war
But to this day, I don't know what I was fighting for
I'm fighting for
Will you show me love as we get older and I'm falling at your feet?
After thirty years of service and the wounds of it are me
Show me love as we grow colder, let our love provide the heat
That our older bones are missing, but our hearts will never need
There's a blanket on the sofa that I used to keep you warm
When I find you fast asleep at half past four
There's a record we keep turning that reminds us of our youth
But there's still nothing as beautiful as you
Will you show me love as we get older and I'm falling at your feet?
After thirty years of service and the wounds of it are me
Show me love as we grow colder, let our love provide the heat
That our older bones are missing, but our hearts will never need
(As we grow colder, love provide the heat)
(Older bones are missing, hearts will never need)
Because your hand belongs in my hand
Belongs in your hand, belongs with, with me
(Blanket on the sofa that I used to keep you warm)
(There's a record we keep turning that I used to turn you on)
Will you show me love as we get older and I'm falling at your feet?
After thirty years of service and the wounds of it are me
Show me love as we grow colder, let our love provide the heat
That our older bones are missing, but our hearts will never need
So you won't forget the groceries anymore
There's a rifle in the cabinet that I used to fight a war
But to this day, I don't know what I was fighting for
I'm fighting for
Will you show me love as we get older and I'm falling at your feet?
After thirty years of service and the wounds of it are me
Show me love as we grow colder, let our love provide the heat
That our older bones are missing, but our hearts will never need
There's a blanket on the sofa that I used to keep you warm
When I find you fast asleep at half past four
There's a record we keep turning that reminds us of our youth
But there's still nothing as beautiful as you
Will you show me love as we get older and I'm falling at your feet?
After thirty years of service and the wounds of it are me
Show me love as we grow colder, let our love provide the heat
That our older bones are missing, but our hearts will never need
(As we grow colder, love provide the heat)
(Older bones are missing, hearts will never need)
Because your hand belongs in my hand
Belongs in your hand, belongs with, with me
(Blanket on the sofa that I used to keep you warm)
(There's a record we keep turning that I used to turn you on)
Will you show me love as we get older and I'm falling at your feet?
After thirty years of service and the wounds of it are me
Show me love as we grow colder, let our love provide the heat
That our older bones are missing, but our hearts will never need
Lyrics submitted by rjbucs28, edited by shiftinshapes, moonglo
Show Me Love Lyrics as written by Dennis Bierbrodt Richard David Judge
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing, PFIVE Entertainment Mexico, Peermusic Publishing, Cloud9
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