I want to see your eyes. The light, the tunnel. I need to feel your love. This fight, my [bad word]  Which hand should I cut off? My life in shambles. I'll lose my life right here. But what for, [bad word] home. And I will meet you (there) I'm heading nowhere fast. I need your hands. Which breath will be my last? It's gone, my past. Love with a broken heart. I'm here alone. I'm getting taken away. I hope [bad word] soon. And I will meet you (there) Grab my hand and take me home. Will you be there to grab my hand and take me away? I want to see your eyes. I need to feel your love. Which hand should I cut off? I'll lose my life right here.

Dead Poetic - Green Desire - Текст Песни: [bad word]  [bad word] lyric/dead-poetic/a-green-desire.htm#ixzz0n8H0mz5X