Losing
Christie Gardner, Helen Dixon
I will never take from a friend
We are what we share
And I'd share my hands
Sharing a day it turns into years
And we hold our in laughs
As the choir boys stand
I'd share my pride and I'd let it die
Cos I know that you're right
And I know that you're kind
You'd have my chest when you sleep on the train
South London goes by
You know I don't mind
Losing never changes
I'll hold your neck as we press our heads
Together as one
Our team is the best
I'd share my time what it divides me by
A family tree
Or Just one of the guests
Losing never changes
I've been losing for you
