It's been a while since we've seen each other
Holding hands is all we used to do...
Love is passionate
Love is pure...
One reason to fight
Two reasons to cry...
In my daughter's eyes
My head is clear...
"Mercy!"
she cries in her native tongue...
As she drank her bottle of whiskey
She looked around the room...
The bereaved widow,
freshly devastated...
Sometimes i miss you
deep within my bones...
I open my eyes, i am yearning already.
a burning desire to do, to live...
"Mercy!"
she cries in her native tongue...
If you can't understand my silence, how can you understand my words? |
I remember once upon a time you broke my heart. |
When you told me that everything we used to have was -thrown away-, ~deep inside of you~, it killed me... |