Shapes of the light made in the rain seeing a scene seen over again
The colour of sky is never the same after the day is taking a stand
Question time unknown slipping by like the night
Darkness won’t hurry home we never once got it right
Never said a word tiny lights in a darkened world
We never ever said a word
It feels so strange like one last game
Before the evening came it feels so strange
The colour of sky is never the same after the day is taking a stand
Question time unknown slipping by like the night
Darkness won’t hurry home we never once got it right
Never said a word tiny lights in a darkened world
We never ever said a word
It feels so strange like one last game
Before the evening came it feels so strange