Stop The Clock
Cascadence
And I still lay here restlessRight through the cold, dead nightAll these autumn nights are so coldI feel the warm-hearted breeze coming over meThese autumn nightsAre far too cold and far too longMy heart is beatingFar too loud in this awkward silenceLet's take the longest walkOff of the shortest pierAnd let the tide take awayEverything that we hold dearThe blackest of clouds hangs heavy over my headThese crashing waves only lead me to an earlier death
From Letras Mania