Depth over Distance

Last Man Standing

Depth over distance every time, my dear And this tree of ours may grow tall in the woods But it's the roots that will bind us here To the ground hmm Depth over distance was all I asked of you And I may be foolish to fall as I do Still there's strength in the blindness you fear If you're coming too, hmm If you're coming too, hmm Hold on, wait until that lone sun Breaks from the arms of the Lord hmm Hold on, though we may be too young To know this ride we're on hmm Depth over distance was all I asked of you And everybody round here's acting like a stone Still there's things I'd do, darling, I'd go blind for you If you let grow sometimes, let it grow sometimes, let it grow Just let it grow sometimes