|
Days are over, lights are loud |
|
There's nothing left to talk about |
|
Free from every strain |
|
Another year, another weary love |
|
You're brighter than the light I'm in |
|
Sometimes you ache, you burn my skin |
|
And be your friend |
|
The more I see the more I think I don't |
|
Though I feel so much near the fountain |
|
There's a lot to be left behind |
|
Still I wonder about the flavour in life |
|
Days are over, lights are loud |
|
And nothing left to talk about |
|
Free from every strain |
|
Another year, another dream apart |
|
Though I feel so much near the fountain |
|
There's a lot to be left behind |
|
Still I wonder about the flavour.. |
|
I feel so much near the fountain |
|
There's a lot to be left behind |
|
You're bright and still the light I'm in |
|
Will never ache or burn my skin |
|
But be your friend |
|
The more I see the more I think I don't |
