when you buried my voice under the tangled vine it grew back ten times strong and I made it into wine and now I'm drinking alone but I like hanging out with me
when you buried my heart under your broken mirror I found my reflection and I drew myself much nearer and now I see myself more deeply but I don't see you anymore
it all happened in the fall with Wagner's tragic tune the ballad of Tristan and Isolde of the whole thing was fated to be doomed so let go now my proud hearted friend you know its going to be fall again don't let the poison apple make you death's best friend
when I buried my eyes inside my mother's wound I couldn't find my way back to you my heart twisted out of tune and I still remember that night in Italy
when I buried your memory under bricks and pouring rain it flooded into the basement and it filled my life with pain how can you ever know I didn't mean to hurt you
it all happened in the fall with Wagner's tragic tune the ballad of Tristan and Isolde of the whole thing was fated to be doomed so let go now my proud hearted friend you know its going to be fall again don't let the poison apple make you death's best friendTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
