Too many months ago
That my antics do not provoke your
Desire to laugh
It's not like I'm not interested anymore
But the time of kisses and sweat
It's bedtime
It hurts to see you stirring
The little box of ashes that pleasure
After if he left
Bad and late I am fulfilling
The word I gave you when I swore
Write you a song
A sad and boring god punished us
For climbing together to the tree
And rob us with the flower of passion
For trying that taste.
Water extinguishes the fire
And the years burning
Love is called the game
In which a pair of blind
They play to hurt
And getting worse
And increasingly broken
And more and more you
And more and more I
No trace of us.
Neither innocent nor guilty
Hearts that destroys the storm
Cannon meats
It's not me or you or anyone
They are the miserable fingers that give
Rope to my watch
And there are no tears that are worth returning
To get in the car
Where that night in full carnival
I started to undress you.
Water extinguishes the fire
And the years burning
Love is called the game
In which a pair of blind
They play to hurt
And getting worse
And increasingly broken
And more and more you
And more and more I
No trace of us.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)