| Lyrics: | Dying's not easy today
Trying but can't get away
Feel just the almost touch of her hand
and the trees in her hair
?Lies float? the sun, she saw only me in the sky
What could be
higher than we?
Wind grows cold in the trees
She cries, so hard to please
My
restless feet, the rain in the street and her Vanity Fair
Sighs in the eyes of the
boarding-house lady who stares
Thinking I care
So, it's a long dusty
road
Feelings I shouldn't have showed
Follow me with a sweet bird when I'm ready to
fade
Lights like these burn so bright, keep me out of my shade
Wish I could
fade
Just see me fade
Just see me fade
Just see me fade
Just see me
fade
Just see me fade
See me fade |
