It ain't no fun lying down to sleep
and there ain't no secrets left for me to keep,
I wish the stars up in the sky would all just call in sick
and the clouds would take the moon out on some one-way trip.
I wish I'd just burn down this place that we called home.
It would all have been so easy
if you'd only made me cry
and told me how you're leaving me to some organ grinder's lullaby.
It's hard, so hard...
It's tearing out my heart
It's hard letting you go.
Escrito por Xabier a las 14 de Julio 2007 a las 08:00 PM
It's hard letting you go. Julio 2007.