Winter's been sacked,
It seems he left the sun on all day...

No reply when I call
You scare me...

She sat there in her corner
So quiet, so alone...

The night draws close
The end is near...

A faint glint of hope, resting in his eye
Maybe his sister didn't mean to die...

I see no good, only bad
My life is gone but I'm not mad...

With your arms round my waste
Your eyes deep in mine...

Led to the slaughter like lambs to the chop
The weak and the wicked I'm back at the top...

For months you led me on
For longer I led you...

Your message written on the wall in blood
You made it sound so easy...

He can fly, thats what the nice lady said
hes flown away to somewhere nice...

We had a song once
It was our song, all ours...