Darling,
thirty-four
He cried because there were no second chances. No coming backs. No hope of returning.
He cried because he loved her.
Because he missed her.
Because he didn't want to let her go.
He cried because he loved her.
Because he missed her.
Because he didn't want to let her go.
♠ ♠ ♠
And how will I ever get the sound from youOut of my head
[...]
And I saw my shadow next to yours
Slowly fade away