Give Me Strength
Artist: Snow Patrol
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Give Me Strength Lyrics

I choked back tears today
'Cause I can't begin to say
How much you've shaped this boy
These last ten years or more

My friends, we've seen it all
Triumphs to drunken falls
And our bones are broken still
But our hearts are joined until

Time slips its tired hand
Into our tired hands
We've years 'til that day
And so much more to say

You give the strength to me
A strength I never had
I was a mess, you see
I'd lost the plot so bad

You dragged me up and out
Out of the darkest place
There's not a single doubt
When I can see your faces

My friends, we've seen it all
When it made no sense at all
You dare to light my path
And found the beauty in the aftermath

Let me hold you up
Like you held me up
It's too long to never say this
You must know I've always thought

You give the strength to me
A strength I never had
I was a mess, you see
I'd lost the plot so bad

You dragged me up and out
Out of the darkest place
There's not a single doubt
When I can see your faces

You give the strength to me
A strength I never had
I was a mess, you see
I'd lost the plot so bad

You dragged me up and out
Out of the darkest place
There's not a single doubt
When I can see your faces
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Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

Damon

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon