When the final bell is rung And the game's declared over We speak the words goodbye And I know it's forever An empty pit inside my chest Was more than a small clue No you'll never see me again Something I gotta get used to But you left much behind Some peace and vital signs Food for a busy mind And souvenirs to hold tight
Just a passenger on your jetliner Crashing to the ground But the impact doesn't make a sound
Well a lesson to be learned From your departure Funny thing but when you went away I lost part of my cure And now I'm searching hard Underneath every card Hoping with best regards You'll bail me out of this dream state
Oh but what I feel Unfortunately is real Feeling the sting of pain Not a damn thing can erase the stainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
