You wanted new words
To take a small part of me
You left me wandering listening to willows
Whispering in hushed breezes blowing kisses
(I'm still waiting for you)
The words I gave you will never be spoken again
(Against the stage door)
The Melancholy Lives Of Cemetery GroundskeepersYou wanted new words To take a small part of me You left me wandering listening to willows Whispering in hushed breezes blowing kisses (I'm still waiting for you) The words I gave you will never be spoken again (Against the stage door) |