I listen to the silence
Without speaking
Wind is touching my skin
Is cold now
My guitar's gonna cry
And I'm dreamin'
Life seems to have just passed me by

Rit.
I will be there
With you and I will find a light to die
You will be here
With me and my tears are [bad word] blood

I am lookin no more
Keeping my breath
And I thought to write words
Anymore
My guitar's gonna cry
And I'm dreamin
Life seems to have just passed me by

Rit.
I will be there
With you and I will find a light to die
You will be here
With me and my tears are [bad word] blood

They are [bad word] Blood

I listen to the silence
Is cold now
Life seems to have just passed me by

Rit.

I will be there
With you and I will find a light to die
You will be here
With me and my tears are [bad word] blood