I never saw your face
Was it you or someone else
I never stopped explaining, questioning
They say what is done is done
You cannot turn the hands of time
But what about those dreams
That stand unfulfilled
Stil I need your love to warm me at night
Still I need your arms to hold me tight
Still I need your lips to whisper
healing silent wounds of ours
Overjoyed and undone
Much too weird to live and to rare to die
we were
Overjoyed and undone
Much too weird to live and to rare to die
we were
Stil I need your love to warm me at night
Still I need your arms to hold me tight
Still I need your lips to whisper
healing silent wounds of ours
Overjoyed and undone
Much too weird to live and to rare to die
we were
Overjoyed and undone
Much too weird to live and to rare to die
we were
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