Texty: Frank Black. Down To You.

I took your hand, the world was young
Now you?re the smoke and I?m the lung
The sea was full, it?s empty now
And there you were, I don?t know how

It?s so sad, it?s so sad
It?s too bad we bought this

It?s down to you, it?s down to you
It?s down to you and though it's not true
It?s down to you

It was raining like the end of the world
Under covers, we were children curled
Or were we ancients who bumped our heads
And never got out of bed?

Tell me, baby, everything I know
It's not as if we have another place to go
You told me once and you told me real nice
This is paradise

It?s down to you, it?s down to you
It?s down to you sure as I?m blue
It?s down to you, it?s down to you
Sure as I?m blue, it?s down to you
It?s down to you