We denied every last line in the hope to make it fade away, over reacting like the last time that i saw your face as you walked away. And as I am burning down the evidence, the smoke turns into the ghost of you. Every now and then I pray for the rain to come down and wash away the smoke that turned into the ghost of you.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
