We're a sigh on the wind Like moths to a flame Feverish to leap into it's trap Which turns our flesh to ash Our lust to dust
No longer words run wild No longer we can see No longer we need meaning No longer we will feel
It all ends here We cascade to the shores We never have reached But were so damn close
A dry mouth bids for one last kiss A new love born will die so young
Day by day far away As you yearn the tide will turnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
