So hard to find,
someone like her.
Wings to fly, away so far.
She leaves me here
with rainy days, and kills the every
beat of my falling heart.
Drown these hands in the fountain of youth,
to turn back the hands of time;
to wash away
my cause of grief and pain.
Nothing gold
can stay here with me.
Every word I spill
will end up to bleed.
Wrap this bullet with your smile;
place it in my heart the night
you will depart.
Drown these hands in the fountain of youth,
to turn back the hands of time;
to wash away
my cause of grief and pain.
The stars are crying out your name.
The sun has left me; it's him I blame
