Lyrics Don't Give It Away - Sydney Rhame

Don't Give It Away

Walking up slowly to your driveway
I crunch red leaves under my shoes
I go in- I see that picture frame
Of just me and you being thrown away
You’re counting your life in boxes
I don’t know what to make of this
I don’t know how to digest
Just stop for a minute there and-
And tell me what we’re doing here it’s-
It’s not that easy to put in place
Cause truth is I still miss you
And I feel you- I feel you with me
And my heart still has you in it
And it’s hurting, just watching
«Don't give it away», I scream to you
«Don't give it away», I’m asking you
«Don't give it away», I’m begging you, no
Going through jewelry I found a card I made
When I was five years old
It said «Happy Birthday»
I climbed that maple tree in the front yard
To show you that I’m still the same, oh oh oh
Counting your life in boxes
I don’t know what to make of this
I don’t know how to digest
Stop for a minute there and-
And tell me what we’re doing here it’s-
It’s not that easy to put in place
Cause truth is I still miss you
And I feel you- I feel you with me
And my heart still has you in it
And it’s hurting, just watching
«Don't give it away», I scream to you
«Don't give it away», I’m asking you
«Don't give it away», I’m begging you
Well there’s a hole, baby there’s a hole in me
Yeah there’s a hole, baby there’s a hole you see
Cause truth is I still miss you
And I feel you- I feel you with me
And my heart still has you in it
And it’s hurting, just watching
«Don't give it away», I scream to you
«Don't give it away», I’m asking you
«Don't give it away», I’m begging you