“Alive Lives”
It was the perfect time
Both our souls became one
I felt something was wrong
But the tears said it was divine
And as slow as the wind on that day
That way it was, remember…
Like the warmness of the leaves that fall dead
Hurting our faces so much, hope you remember
Now! The rose you hold so hardly against your chest
had fallen from your hands to the bottom of the vest
Never something was as perfect, as quiet
Shiver; let it go, as one summer day at its best.
We never were more than strangers
Both dancing in this big hall of destiny
We’re crimeless, but our conscience is stained
Death is un
“Alive Lives”
It was the perfect time
Both our souls became one
I felt something was wrong
But the tears said it was divine
And as slow as the wind on that day
That way it was, remember…
Like the warmness of the leaves that fall dead
Hurting our faces so much, hope you remember
Now! The rose you hold so hardly against your chest
had fallen from your hands to the bottom of the vest
Never something was as perfect, as quiet
Shiver; let it go, as one summer day at its best.
We never were more than strangers
Both dancing in this big hall of destiny
We’re crimeless, but our conscience is stained
Death is un