Another rough winter has passed.
The one who is leaving has left with his burden
To his deep nook, falls asleep.
So surprised, hurt.
I don't know what to say with standing in front of him.
Would a break up ever hurt, wound, bleed this much?
Delayed tear doesn't solve anything.
Piled up memories are being quiet from a dry lip,
A last spoken word... Don't come back.
Would a break up ever hurt, wound, bleed this much?
Delayed tear doesn't solve anything.
Piled up memories are being quiet from a dry lip,
A last spoken word... Don't come back.
Another rough winter has passed.
The one who is leaving has left with his burden
To his deep nook, falls asleep.
So surprised, hurt.
I don't know what to say with standing in front of him.
Would a break up ever hurt, wound, bleed this much?
Delayed tear doesn't solve anything.
Piled up memories are being quiet from a dry lip,
A last spoken word... Don't come back.
Would a break up ever hurt, wound, bleed this much?
Delayed tear doesn't solve anything.
Piled up memories are being quiet from a dry lip,
A last spoken word... Don't come back.