i ve heard misfortune blossoms and wasted ways before me by the cause of giving someone time enough for spending love only borrowed i ve placed myself at ease listening to the lies and self belief of wanting something close enough for keeping a far cry from here but i believe in wasting years to speaking of the deer who has been spared innocence so near a far cry from here even still the night s passing behind a heart an emptiness still follows the distance stands the swallow s heart from lending me love only borrowed but i believe in wasting years to speaking of the deer who has been spared innocence so near a far cry from here some are sad of truly knowing there s belonging in just longing for someone my shoulder rests a road i only follow love only borrowed but i believe in wasting years to speaking of the deer who has been spared innocence so near a far cry from here a far cry from here a far cry from here