Leave it behind, stand in the hall Sail to the moors and kiss goodbye Silent hills await grey fall She's left to rest alone and sigh Over the sea they sing the same song
The whispering voices of a roman choir The feeling that a friendship will not last a day But do I care
It's been so long, what are you now Are you full of ideas of your own world I'm still shaking, it's so cold It's just your way of saying goodbye