Sad eyes turn away from the looking glass Fingers trace the lines of the years have passed Smears of lies upon the lips of someone standing by (yeah)
No It'll never be me looking at you that way No it'll never be me looking at you that way
Mother keeps a photogragh of a child thats dead The child of the fading name thats never said White fantasies of the child's life is spinning round this mother's head
No It'll never be me looking at you that way No it'll never be me looking at you that way
Face pressed is against the window of an early train Arms twist out the message of unspoken plain You wipe away a tear and then it starts to rain
No It'll never be me looking at you that way No it'll never be me looking at you that wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
