I'm not a saint in a white chapel
But I did my best to be a good man.
Damn, here she comes again.
I hold my breath as I remember
The forgotten pain from this never ending game.
Damn, a teardrop on her skin.
I kissed her lips in the morning light.
Soft and sweet, they caught my off guard.
Damn, but it was just a dream.
I closed my eyes to see her again.
She was gone and took the dream along.
At first I thought I would win this game without any scratches.
Oh but then I turned around and saw there was nothing left to gain.
At first I thought I would stand strong without any noise.
Oh but then I made a sound and saw there was nothing left to say.
Damn, here we go again. I'm not a saint in a white chapel But I did my best to be a good man. Damn, here she comes again. I hold my breath as I remember The forgotten pain from this never ending game. Damn, a teardrop on her skin. I kissed her lips in the morning light. Soft and sweet, they caught my off guard. Damn, but it was just a dream. I closed my eyes to see her again. She was gone and took the dream along. At first I thought I would win this game without any scratches. Oh but then I turned around and saw there was nothing left to gain. At first I thought I would stand strong without any noise. Oh but then I made a sound and saw there was nothing left to say. Explain Request ×
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