Voices In Reverie
Steven In Spain
Why did you have to break?
I love the noise you used to make
And it was nothing to just listen
It was nothing to just listen
In my hands you fell to helpless bits
No belated rescue, just bit my dry lips
It's nothing really, I swear
Even with death, it's rude to stare
But then I dropped you
You were thrown away
You're easily replaced
And i'm not even sad
From Letras Mania