Until Morning (Re-Record) Dashboard Confessional

It was the year
I crashed my motorbike
I think it was the summer
I think you whispered
When you gonna wake up?
When you gonna wake up?
Dear

Slip these on your tongue
Let us see it's a reinvention
In angels' hands, the medicine
Of modern man

Wait now
Tell me that this isn't over
Hang on
Just long enough

This far from heaven
Pain comes without warning
But I will be there for you
Every night and every morning
I'll keep your wounds clean
I'll tend to your scars
Just lay safely stay with me
One more night