Oh the days We were slaves To the heat of the sun Young and sticking to our guns Didn't need anyone Had my heart kicking my chest To the beat of your drum Reeling me in With with the soft, silver tip of your tongue That's how you gave me your love Now we're headed In a new direction Clashing reactions Of neglect and affection I'm bleeding out At the intersection of doubt Takes the two of us To make this connection Or break this connection down Gimme your love Out on the street Hunting for hearts Chasing every beat And you were lurking in the background Tearing at me If I could feel Baby, if I could speak I'd say "Gimme your love Hold on Hold on Hold on or the love is gone Gimme your love Out on the street Hunting for hearts Chasing every beat And you were lurking in the background Tearing at me If I could feel Baby, if I could speak I'd say "Gimme your love