A winter morning black as any night A landscape held in time under the ice There's a house on the hill She's living there still Rooms are full of pictures black and white
So the story goes, she lives alone Her company is framed in monochrome She keeps them alive Long after they've died No one ever knows until they're gone
Stand still evermore Pose for eternity with me Your soul on my wall Love is a camera full of memories
I once went to her house when I was young The spell to be her subject was too strong Now from here behind glass I see more fools pass Flies caught in the secret web she's spun
Stand still evermore Pose for eternity with me Your soul on my wall Love is a camera full of memories
Every photograph is a cenotaph Won't you stay here a while In a flash you'll see, you belong to me All I need is a smile
Stand still evermore Pose for eternity with me Your soul on my wall Love is a camera full of memories
Run run away from the house on the hill There's a witch in the house and she's living there still (x2)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
