we don't believe And we will never, never ever be the same Since we buried love we swore Would never end So now I'm laying down The flowers on the grave
Traducció: De setembre. Flors a la tomba.
we don't believe And we will never, never ever be the same Since we buried love we swore would never end So now I'm laying down the flowers on the grave
a man for such a long time now I called on my God but He was sleeping on that day I guess I'll just have to depend on me, oh Shall I tell my children
like a man for such a long time now I called on my god but he was sleeping on that day I guess I'll have to depend on me. Shall I tell my children if
high Far from a river where things grow green The flowers weep and they lean away From the blood stained soil beneath my feet The thorns outnumber the petals on
