Rebecca Ferguson I’ll Meet You There

It’s been a long time, how can this go on

You said the wrong words, so I’m writing this song

The mess you left was my crying best

It wasn’t my fault

And how was I to know I was nothing, nothing

Did I ever truly mean nothing, nothing

I like to try to tell myself I was something

Cause that’s easier to take

And I’ll meet you there

Between the right and the wrong

I’ll meet you there

Between the good and the bad

I’ll meet you there

There’s a field of peace

Where our children will greet

I’ll meet you there

I’ll meet you there

Between the right and the wrong

I’ll meet you there

Between the good and the bad

I’ll meet you there

There’s a field of peace

Where our children will greet

I’ll meet you there

It was a cold night, a bitter Wednesday

You had an ice tongue, it took my breath away

The words you used cut me inside

And how was I to know I was nothing, nothing

Did I ever truly mean nothing, nothing

I like to try to tell myself I was something

Cause that’s easier to take

And I’ll meet you there

Between the right and the wrong

I’ll meet you there

Between the good and the bad

I’ll meet you there

There’s a field of peace

Where our children will greet

I’ll meet you there

I’ll meet you there

Between the right and the wrong

I’ll meet you there

Between the good and the bad

I’ll meet you there

There’s a field of peace

Where our children will greet

I’ll meet you there

There, there

And I’ll meet you there

Rivers were full with the tears you left

Skies could fall with every prayer I sent

Crossing borders and killing time

Waiting for the day we’d draw the line

There’s a peace waiting on the other side