A letter,
Your words,
The sound of the rain.
I know we'll never meet again.
(I close my eyes.)
I'm trying to find a reason
While I'm standing here alone,
But I don't expect to find one between the lines
And every time I die for you it will hurts so bad.
Your words,
The sound of the rain.
I know we'll never meet again.
(I close my eyes.)
I'm trying to find a reason
While I'm standing here alone,
But I don't expect to find one between the lines
And every time I die for you it will hurts so bad.