And some music soft in distant sails
But it don't sound like it did before
Then I know I'm left with nothing more
Than my own soul
When pretty pictues face back
But your coats aren't hanging on the rack
And blue water turns to
A place that I can't get to
A place that I can't
In a room all I feel
Is the cold that you left
Through the air all I see
Is your face full of blame
What's left to see
What's there to see
In the room all I feel
Is the cold that you left
Through the air all I see
Is your face full of blame
What's left to see
What's there to see
What's left to see
When everything we felt failed And some music soft in distant sails But it don't sound like it did before Then I know I'm left with nothing more Than my own soul When pretty pictues face back But your coats aren't hanging on the rack And blue water turns to A place that I can't get to A place that I can't In a room all I feel Is the cold that you left Through the air all I see Is your face full of blame What's left to see What's there to see In the room all I feel Is the cold that you left Through the air all I see Is your face full of blame What's left to see What's there to see What's left to see Explain Request ×
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