4 acessos
I stare at the lines on your face
Remembering stories of heartache.
Oh the battlefields come undone
and all the war wounds you've won
But I think they're beautiful.
Here I stand 42
Don't look back now
There was nothing we could do
And all these memories fade away,
but all of our lines are here to stay
So, I'll think they're beautiful.
Time moves on,
And some of us are gone
So please embrace,
all of these lines on your face.
Just think of them as beautiful.
Time moves on
And some of us are gone
So I'll embrace
All of these lines on my face.
I'll think of them as beautiful.