Ill Be Edwin McCain cover

The strands in your eyes that color
them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath.
Emeralds from mountains thrust
toward the sky
Never revealing their depth.
Tell me that we belong together,
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows of heartache
that hang from above.

[Chorus:]
I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

I've been dropped out, burned up,
fought my way back from the dead.
Tuned in, turned on,
remembered the things that you said

[Chorus:]
I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

The greatest, the greatest fan of your life.
Yeah, yeah, yeah