Aug 22, 2006 12:46
Singing and dancing, thinking and laughing
Plastic eyes melted there is nothing to see
Maybe I reach to the attic and find him
Sill wrapped in plastic and waiting for me
Years of love, years of hate tainted your face
What did you think I would tell you today
Lying in bed I can not reach the attic
somebody else wi[e his tears away
Away
You're in love but you lay on your grave
You're in love but there is nothing to say
You're in love but there is something you need
To keep the heart that was beating for her
one day
Now to tell the world your tale
I will sing this song everyday
Now the world was so so pure
With you lying dead on the moor