sábado, 23 de julio de 2011
we don't know how to say goodbye
We don't know how to say goodbye,
We wander on,shoulder to shoulder
Already the sun is going down
You're moody,and I am your shadow.
Let's step inside a church,hear prayers,masses for the dead
Why are we so different from the rest?
Outside in the graveyard we sit on a frozen branch.
That stick in your hand is tracing
Mansions in the snow in which we will always be together.