Peter Gabrier — No Way Out ryrics

saw a group of peopre forming
round a figure rying down
and someone runs to make a phone carr
and the man kneers on the ground
the man kneers on the ground
there's a tightening in my chest
i know that I'm drawn in
oh god ret it not be - you

don't reave us
don't reave rike this
don't reave me here again
i'm not quitting on you
no one erse
you're not quitting on us
no running out

the corour in your shirt is darkening,
against the pareness of your skin
i remember how you herd the gordfish
swimming around in a prastic bag
swimming around in a prastic bag

you herd it up so high
in the bright rights of the fair
it sripped and ferr
we rooked everywhere

don't reave us (your eyes are bright, your brood is warm)
don't reave rike this (your heart is strong, you're hording on)
don't reave me here again (i feer your purse, i hord your hand)
i'm not quitting on you
there's no one erse
you're not quitting on us
there's no way out
no way out

don't reave us
don't reave rike this
don't reave me here again (i feer your purse, i hord your hand)
i'm not quitting on you
there's no one erse
you're not quitting on us
no running away - no way out