Not the end

Sitting alone in the backseat of my own car

I'm holding you close

 I'm breathing you in

I won't let this go I won't ever breakdown

This isn't the end of our road 

Maybe the stories were miss told

Maybe we are meant to grow old 

And watch as the clouds fade away 

I keep holding your hand in mine

And you're saying things so kind

But I can't hear a word you say

Without you taking my breath away 

This isn't the end of our road 

Maybe the stories were miss told

Maybe we are meant to grow old 

And watch as the clouds fade away

As I sit here alone in the dark in the cold

And the sound of me missing you 

Makes me shiver and shake 

You're the only one I want not only tonight but everyday after that

This isn't the end of our road 

Maybe the stories were miss told

Maybe we are meant to grow old 

And watch as the clouds fade away