LYRICS

To see after years of years of paint,
obvious reasons, we know them to one.
only word out of place enough now,
asked to clearly love, old. /

Chorus: (x2)
better never than late,
me burn your hands.
better never than late,
be repeated our love.

Kiss me in the gloom and wants me as crazy,
forget that waiting for us out here, someone else.
But in spite of us would rather blame us part
and the lifetime will hurt will hurt.

Chorus: (x4)