I walked the hill touched by wind autumn leaves dancing round my feet I stroke your hear and blew away the dust your pale and fading stare where are you now? I don't really care you broke a lover's vow I found the tree our scratches in the rind I tried to read mossy names unsigned tiny letters hastily written down finally blue turns grey - margins fray but memories stay images do remain sentences stay the same plans get disarranged symbols changed I hope you've lost all the shots I hope you've torn them apart I hope you've burned all the words I wrote down - in believe wish I could wipe out the trace wish I could stop giving chase guess I could wipe out the trace guess I could stop giving chase turning around myself for too long I've lost what's going on banning all what's left in a chamber I feel fine keeping my head above water I survive still too weak - to take your things, torn them apart still too proud - to call your things great memories who are you now? I don't really care where are you now? I don't really care I walked the hill touched by wind autumn leaves dancing round my feet guess I could wipe out your trace guess I could stop giving chase turning around myself for too long I've lsot what's going on still too weak - to take your things, torn them apart I'm looking forward to that day still too proud - to call your things great memories I deny don't want to glorify kissed your lips - they had the taste of drying wax badly surprised I turned away shut the door - having just left the rack seemed I had left the play smelt your scent - it put a neelde in my heart I wasn't ready for the frayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
