| Song | Death Can Wait Outside |
| Artist | Luis Eduardo Aute |
| Album | Aute Con Alevosía |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| All I ask | |
| and all I need | |
| is you beside me. | |
| Not a task | |
| and not a deed, | |
| just you beside me. | |
| Let me cling | |
| to something real, | |
| hold my hand | |
| and let me feel | |
| the strength of life in you. | |
| It´s the end, | |
| the final seal, | |
| let me say my last goodbye in you. | |
| So please be polite | |
| and turn off the night, | |
| let´s put outer darkness aside. | |
| and let´s burn this flight, | |
| to your inner light, | |
| death can wait outside. | |
| Not a fear | |
| and not a sigh, | |
| just you beside me. | |
| Not a fear | |
| and not a cry, | |
| just you beside me. | |
| Let me fall | |
| into your arms, | |
| spare the love | |
| and all the charms | |
| that made me link to you. | |
| In your tide the waves are warm... | |
| sacred fever, it´s the fire from you. |
| All I ask | |
| and all I need | |
| is you beside me. | |
| Not a task | |
| and not a deed, | |
| just you beside me. | |
| Let me cling | |
| to something real, | |
| hold my hand | |
| and let me feel | |
| the strength of life in you. | |
| It s the end, | |
| the final seal, | |
| let me say my last goodbye in you. | |
| So please be polite | |
| and turn off the night, | |
| let s put outer darkness aside. | |
| and let s burn this flight, | |
| to your inner light, | |
| death can wait outside. | |
| Not a fear | |
| and not a sigh, | |
| just you beside me. | |
| Not a fear | |
| and not a cry, | |
| just you beside me. | |
| Let me fall | |
| into your arms, | |
| spare the love | |
| and all the charms | |
| that made me link to you. | |
| In your tide the waves are warm... | |
| sacred fever, it s the fire from you. |
| All I ask | |
| and all I need | |
| is you beside me. | |
| Not a task | |
| and not a deed, | |
| just you beside me. | |
| Let me cling | |
| to something real, | |
| hold my hand | |
| and let me feel | |
| the strength of life in you. | |
| It s the end, | |
| the final seal, | |
| let me say my last goodbye in you. | |
| So please be polite | |
| and turn off the night, | |
| let s put outer darkness aside. | |
| and let s burn this flight, | |
| to your inner light, | |
| death can wait outside. | |
| Not a fear | |
| and not a sigh, | |
| just you beside me. | |
| Not a fear | |
| and not a cry, | |
| just you beside me. | |
| Let me fall | |
| into your arms, | |
| spare the love | |
| and all the charms | |
| that made me link to you. | |
| In your tide the waves are warm... | |
| sacred fever, it s the fire from you. |