maria mena
take you with me
November came down hard this year  And I saw you standing clear of the rain  Falling free but I was ready to finally come clean.   Observe me, in my circus show On a thin light, as I take the rope and lose my nerve   But you, you pull me back with  Your hands in my hand And our feet all in line  I'm ready, to take you with me  To take you with me  November came down hard this year  And I saw you standing clear of the rain  Falling free but I was ready to finally come  Your hands in my hand And our feet all in line  I'm ready, to take you with me  To take you with me  Your hands in my hand And our feet all in line  I'm ready, to take you with me To take you with me