Misty mornings, cloudy days Empty faces, empty ways Like a hurricane goes round and round Songs get lost There's no sound We've surrended to our pride For our broken boat there's no place
I was wrong about you Have I ever had a choice? I was wrong about you You won't listen to my voice
Let me step aside now It's so hard to be supreme Every minute of our dream has gone Gone wrong
I remember every word That I'spoken you didnt heard Like blackbirds they fly away
Автор текста - О.Майснер музыка - The Wanderwhales