Song of the day;;
To your grave I spoke
Holding a red
Red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me
That you are gone
Always
Always asking the question
Why life is overrated
But I never
Never expected that I'd
Underestimate my love for you
To your grave I spoke
Holding a red
Red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me
That you are gone
Always
Always just out of reach from my
Over frustrated
Shameful hands
And I never
Expected that I would ever
No, never take for granted your precious time
To your grave I spoke
Holding a red
Red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me
You're gone
Spent a lifetime of holding on
Just to let go
I guess I'll spend another lifetime
Searching for a new hope
To your grave I spoke
Holding a red
Red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me
You're gone
Spent a lifetime of holding on
Just to let go
I guess I'll spend another lifetime
Searching for a new hope
A new hope
A new hope
A new hope
A new hope
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