The War on Drugs
I Was There
Come on baby, hold me close
Let me do my best to both
Let me ride, let it roll

I was there to catch a man
I thought I had him by the hand
I only had him by the glove

Come on baby, let me in
You can show yourself to him
You can show me through the doors

And I was there, catching air
Thought I had him by the hand
I only had him by the glove

We was there, in the road
Picking diamonds from a tree
Heard a wolf coming through

Coming through and coming hard
Tried to leave the heat and gone
Tried to lean against the wall

I'll be there, coming clean
Like a runner in the wind
Coming through the morning light