It's a time for grown up boys To make a mess of prety things To lose yourself and find A peace in your good-bye I lost my faith in you To distant dreams of true Nothing here redemes me No angels to release me
Unchain my falling angels Unchain my falling angels To chain me
The shadows burry me In rusty memories Hopes for inside My angels call good-byes You lost that photo-album smile To memories fadded ,fadded,fading... Shall we fade child?
Compositor: Nitin SawhneyPublicado em 2003ECAD verificado fonograma #13329252 em 21/Abr/2024