8 acessos
Some how I knew you would end up in my pickling jar
Since I saw you last summer
from the window of my car
I have watched - I have waited
Built a jar - anticipated
Take your soul away
Death walked - Took you home
Set you free - In my pickling jar
Picked you up from where you had fallen
Just like a shooting star
Set you free...
Death walked on your shadow
and I was there to witness the dark angel do his business
And take your soul away
Took you home - Set you free
In my pickling jar