poetry written in a tongue that only you and i can read we forget the world with one prolonged embrace
marching to the beat of a near end song your crystal facade cracks quietly
with the legend of the mantis still fresh in my mind i continue trying to give you the key but your foot's already in the door
one hand on the phone the other on a blank picture frame left alone to remember all the wonderful memories we never had together there were no memories for us to have
move your hair from your face and look me in the eyes
with the legend of the mantis still fresh in my mind i continue trying to give you the key but your foot's already in the door
forced to forget tomorrow each breath becomes more precious than the last drastic weather changes make me tired hopefully the worst has passed me now
flawlessly gorgeous you looked in that dress your intentions were more fair than your skin
it hurts to smile when your indecisive ways freeze my emotionless expressions
marching to the beat of a near end song your crystal facade cracks quietly
with the legend of the mantis still fresh in my mind i continue trying to give you the key but your foot's already in the door
flawlessly gorgeous you looked in that dress your intentions were more fair than your skin
over and over again, i seem to lose my mind like a leaf in the wind of the most atrocious of hurricanes carelessly and directionless it floats away goodbyeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
