Dolores O’Riordan Accept Things

You seem to forget

The place that we met

Protected and warm

In the perfect storm

I think you pretend

That you are my friend

It’s easy to see

That you’re envious of me

Hold, Hold, Hold, Hold

You should open your eyes

Make it easy to accept things

You should open your eyes

Make it easy to accept things

Accpet things

You should not forget

The people you met

On the way up

Or on the way down

Hold, Hold, Hold, Hold

You should open your eyes

Make it easy to accept things

You should open your eyes

Make it easy to accept things

Accept things