10 acessos
Sometimes all the moments, that we savoured for the last,
get crushed between the good & bad, from pressures we have had,
but you know I can't conceive the day, when feeling run toohigh,
to work out all the stale terrain, emotions try to hide, when Itry,
lately I can't seem to colour what we've lost, it all seems likebad means,
when lovers turn from lust, then I try - try to smoke alone
These shattered ties with no comprise, fall through this fragilehell,
the drinks stay sipped 'cos we've lost our grip, too exhausted torebel, then i try
lately I can't seem to colour what we've lost, it all seems likebad means,
when lovers turn from lust, then I try - try to smoke alone