Letras
Eyes closed
We move to the West Coast
With heavy hearts and high hopes
It's time to say goodbye
Doors shut
The city plays it‘s last chords
With damp eyes and a dry throat
I hate to say goodbye
It is out of your hands
It’s under your skin
No need to talk
Fragile like glass
But you’re harder than stone
Trying to find your way out
'Cause it’s out of your hands
You don’t want to cry anymore
Cold eyes
You went away with no goodbye
With nothing left for you and I
I hate that I can’t deny
Ice cold
Every smile feels so fake and bold
Left me standing
Feeling uncontrolled
Oh no
No, it didn't kill me
It killed you
And in my dreams I was holding you
I am afraid to forget you
Feeling blue
It’s almost purple
I am thinking of you
It is out of your hands
It’s under your skin
No need to talk
Fragile like glass
But you’re harder than stone
Trying to find your way out
'Cause it’s out of your hands
You don’t want to cry anymore
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