| Song | Yours |
| Artist | Chris Garneau |
| Album | Yours |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| YOURS | |
| Written by Chris Garneau | |
| Vocal: Chris Garneau | |
| i’m sorry to bring this up again old guy | |
| when you had to leave / and i said goodbye | |
| to you / from between the avenue | |
| and the tree, the one that blocks the window view / and me | |
| i think back to some of the things i said that one night, | |
| like that you weren’t with your family anymore, it was mean, it wasn’t right | |
| but i was a stupid baby back then / i was scared | |
| i didn’t know how to love you, didn’t realize how much you cared | |
| about me | |
| about me | |
| i loved you | |
| i love you | |
| this is yours | |
| yours : | |
| the red world, | |
| the corresponding breezes | |
| they go on,but we don’t | |
| we are done | |
| i waved goodbye to you that day | |
| from the parking lot in the alleyway | |
| i remember feeling terrified | |
| not knowing if you’d come back, but you did, and we tried. | |
| but later that fall i walked the sad stretch of my mind | |
| and said, no we can’t go (on), we’ve gotta leave this behind. | |
| i thought IT to myself at the windowsill | |
| as i looked out onto the tree, the church, the chill…. | |
| the leaves had all fallen off. | |
| that tree was dead. | |
| the neighbors, the whole town — they’d all gone to bed | |
| we sat on the floor and waited for your car to arrive | |
| and we said goodbye, and we cried. | |
| the church bell stopped | |
| time was dead | |
| the neighbors, the whole town had gone to bed | |
| our sweethearts knew, our sisters knew too | |
| and we knew. we knew. | |
| this is yours | |
| yours : | |
| the red world | |
| the corresponding | |
| breezes | |
| they’ll go on, | |
| but we won’t | |
| we are done | |
| this is yours | |
| yours : | |
| the dead world | |
| the corresponding | |
| dead breezes | |
| they’ll go on | |
| but we won’t | |
| we are done |
| YOURS | |
| Written by Chris Garneau | |
| Vocal 58 Chris Garneau | |
| i' m sorry to bring this up again old guy | |
| when you had to leave and i said goodbye | |
| to you from between the avenue | |
| and the tree, the one that blocks the window view and me | |
| i think back to some of the things i said that one night, | |
| like that you weren' t with your family anymore, it was mean, it wasn' t right | |
| but i was a stupid baby back then i was scared | |
| i didn' t know how to love you, didn' t realize how much you cared | |
| about me | |
| about me | |
| i loved you | |
| i love you | |
| this is yours | |
| yours 58 | |
| the red world, | |
| the corresponding breezes | |
| they go on, but we don' t | |
| we are done | |
| i waved goodbye to you that day | |
| from the parking lot in the alleyway | |
| i remember feeling terrified | |
| not knowing if you' d come back, but you did, and we tried 46 | |
| but later that fall i walked the sad stretch of my mind | |
| and said, no we can' t go on, we' ve gotta leave this behind 46 | |
| i thought IT to myself at the windowsill | |
| as i looked out onto the tree, the church, the chill 46 | |
| the leaves had all fallen off 46 | |
| that tree was dead 46 | |
| the neighbors, the whole town they' d all gone to bed | |
| we sat on the floor and waited for your car to arrive | |
| and we said goodbye, and we cried 46 | |
| the church bell stopped | |
| time was dead | |
| the neighbors, the whole town had gone to bed | |
| our sweethearts knew, our sisters knew too | |
| and we knew 46 we knew 46 | |
| this is yours | |
| yours 58 | |
| the red world | |
| the corresponding | |
| breezes | |
| they' ll go on, | |
| but we won' t | |
| we are done | |
| this is yours | |
| yours 58 | |
| the dead world | |
| the corresponding | |
| dead breezes | |
| they' ll go on | |
| but we won' t | |
| we are done |
| YOURS | |
| Written by Chris Garneau | |
| Vocal 58 Chris Garneau | |
| i' m sorry to bring this up again old guy | |
| when you had to leave and i said goodbye | |
| to you from between the avenue | |
| and the tree, the one that blocks the window view and me | |
| i think back to some of the things i said that one night, | |
| like that you weren' t with your family anymore, it was mean, it wasn' t right | |
| but i was a stupid baby back then i was scared | |
| i didn' t know how to love you, didn' t realize how much you cared | |
| about me | |
| about me | |
| i loved you | |
| i love you | |
| this is yours | |
| yours 58 | |
| the red world, | |
| the corresponding breezes | |
| they go on, but we don' t | |
| we are done | |
| i waved goodbye to you that day | |
| from the parking lot in the alleyway | |
| i remember feeling terrified | |
| not knowing if you' d come back, but you did, and we tried 46 | |
| but later that fall i walked the sad stretch of my mind | |
| and said, no we can' t go on, we' ve gotta leave this behind 46 | |
| i thought IT to myself at the windowsill | |
| as i looked out onto the tree, the church, the chill 46 | |
| the leaves had all fallen off 46 | |
| that tree was dead 46 | |
| the neighbors, the whole town they' d all gone to bed | |
| we sat on the floor and waited for your car to arrive | |
| and we said goodbye, and we cried 46 | |
| the church bell stopped | |
| time was dead | |
| the neighbors, the whole town had gone to bed | |
| our sweethearts knew, our sisters knew too | |
| and we knew 46 we knew 46 | |
| this is yours | |
| yours 58 | |
| the red world | |
| the corresponding | |
| breezes | |
| they' ll go on, | |
| but we won' t | |
| we are done | |
| this is yours | |
| yours 58 | |
| the dead world | |
| the corresponding | |
| dead breezes | |
| they' ll go on | |
| but we won' t | |
| we are done |