fly high like a moth to a flame Would your eyes be the size of sorrow? High wire, high wire, high wire Would your eyes be the size of sorrow? High wire
a high wire Is a dangerous game But a hard act to follow If I fly high like a moth to a flame Would you eyes be the size of sorrow? Pain, I can understand
翻訳: ティアーズフォーフィアーズ. 悲しみの大きさ.
, Mr. Lindsay, Hard times and winter so croool: you have stopped my watch At the stroke of three and call for the police But there's a time for tea and a time for
moon of sorrow (Where) my agony ran away like a howl out of my mouth (Where) my eyes were petrified by fear!! I roam for centuries over the vast
pale moon of sorrow (Where) my agony ran away like a howl out of my mouth (Where) my eyes were petrified by fear!! I roam for centuries over the
