Back into that falling night
the birches and the silhouettes
the haunted plain, sweet lord
here I am again
You flower through my nails
and skin moving like the sunlight
in the alleyways but in this life
we won't meet again (x2)
the birches and the silhouettes
the haunted plain, sweet lord
here I am again
You flower through my nails
and skin moving like the sunlight
in the alleyways but in this life
we won't meet again (x2)