Dylan Holland - Hopeless Lyrics






What's going on, baby tell me
It's 3:30 in the morning and my mind won't let me sleep
It's been raining for days and I've been thinking
The color grey seems to suit my soul since the day you said you were leaving
And I know that it's my fault too 'cause I'm the one who let you go
But we're a hopeless mess there's a pain in my chest so I think it's time I let you know
If I told you that I loved you would it cross the line
If I threw my arms up dropped to my knees and cried
Would you still think of me as just another guy
Or would you take my hand and run off into the night
I would come and pick you up but I'm afraid to drive
Because right now it's dark and my mind's in the sky
I'm not telling you that we'd be perfect
But give it a chance and maybe it'd be worth it
My dreams are what you are made of
That's why I'm hopelessly in love
With you, with you
The clock on the wall is barely ticking
Oh no
It's been off by an hour just like my heartbeat when you are missing
You see I'd walk around the world just to take you by your hand
'cause these days are getting longer, that's why it gets harder to stand
And we can play the blame game all day but we both know it's me
So instead of a letter I thought that it'd be better in a love song to beg and plead
If I told you that I loved you would it cross the line
If I threw my arms up dropped to my knees and cried
Would you still think of me as just another guy
Or would you
Take my hand and run off into the night
I would come and pick you up but I'm afraid to drive
Because right now it's dark and my mind's in the sky
I'm not telling you that we'd be perfect
But give it a chance and maybe it'd be worth it
My dreams are what you are made of
That's why I'm hopelessly in love
Yeah
Hopeless, hopelessly in love
With you
With you





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  1. j.... ....

    oh i already commented that lol

  2. m.... e....

    i would tap this guy.

  3. h.... ....

    this song is perfection.

  4. P.... T....

    I don't understand how someone can be born so perfect.....