Outono
Setembro 13, 2014
Anathema
So we agree to let each other go.
No long goodbye.
Just your way and my way.
And I can stand how you cried to be free.
High as the wind blows,
but not enough to bring you home to me.
And only lonely knows.
No long goodbye.
Just your way and my way.
And I can stand how you cried to be free.
High as the wind blows,
but not enough to bring you home to me.
And only lonely knows.