5 acessos
I can´t deny
The way
Your fingers make my body shiver
And that i almost did surrender
To what was easy
In a way
But i know it´s all over
It´s the last page of the book
´cause you´re the knife
That cuts my wrist
The open sore
To where i drift
And it´s the price
For being weak
And it´s the price
But i know it´s all over
It´s the last page of the book
But i woun´t go
And i woun´t cry
´cause you´ll be gone
When i arrive
And if the clouds
Covers the sky
Then let it happen