I never meant for you to get hurt And how I tried, oh how I tried I could never give you just what you deserved Another man would surely learn I know
Say to her, say to her Can you remember The first time we met? Don't you remember the first caress? Waiting there, waiting there Standing alone On the
Three decades in Canada and now you plan To leave your home and lead a life more valiant Feather white, she occupies the virgin berth Climb to her as
Is it the way Is it the way she looks at you? Seeing her face As you walk through the crowded avenue That sets you afire Remembering all you left behind
The agony and the harm is critical Through a frosted stopwatch Time is ticking Tick, tick, tick, tick, dead A new Ice Age Closer day by day Will freeze
Some say we walk alone Barefoot on wicked stone, no light And sanctuary found Never waits around awhile Marching to the sea Their dreams stay in the
Across the pathless sands Through jungle, blind I run No guide taken in hand And no idea where to turn No sanctuary found I tear myself in two I pray
As the summer fades away You'll lead me to the garden Passing the lovers Swooning in the autumn See yourself Your image in the eyes of someone else See
, has no defects A shining example, and one to rely on Newest messiah now all rolled, rolled into one Cover his shoulders in primary colors In primary
It's so lonely coming down It's a long, long wait around It's a hollow, hollow day It's a long, long, long, long way, way down Fair and feather white
翻訳: 恐怖. 主な色.
his character has no defects a shining example, and one to rely on, the newest messiah rolled into one cover his shoulders in primary colors in primary
: The agony and the harm is critical Through a frosted stopwatch Time is ticking Tick tick tick tick dead A new ice age Closer day by day Will freeze
to say Maybe you're better off this way And though it's hard for me to say I know you're better off this way Get away! (repeat) (Thanks to The Horrors
: As the summer fades away you'll lead me to the garden passing the lovers swooning in the autumn see yourself, your image in the eyes of someone else
: Is it her way is it the way she looks at you seeing her face as you walk through the crowded avenue that sets you afire remembering all you left behind
: said to her said to her can you remember the first time we met don't you remember the first caress waiting there standing alone on the corner of the
