Stands (The)
All Years Leaving
when your tired of the high life of sunshine and diamonds you've grown cold in your paridise you are still the same you are still the same you were born in the light of the first rays of summer spawned from the kiss of the last breath of spring autum unfurling it's grace through the winter of all years leaving, when your lost in the aching of a lonley awakening that the truth has been forsaken you are still the same you are still the same you were born in the light of the first rays of summer spawned from the kiss of the last breath of spring autum unfurling it's grace through the winter of all years leaving.
From Letras Mania