Woorden:
Capistrano

Don't let go. Tonight, where did you go? Your expression is familiar.

My final request is for passion to stay. I will pretend everything is sufficing. This is one damned cold night. The leaves are even shivering.

You need to know exactly what you have done. These lights, they will change nothing at all. It still stands in the recesses of your heart. (Girls, can

I won't be here much longer. I'm going elsewhere. To where hope is common. To where love is real.

Part of me is null. Circles, hearts; this is art. This can of lead paint, can paint in one shade. Everything is bleeding. Nobody is watching out for us

You cry as if there's something, something wrong with you. You cry as if there's something, I can do to you. I want to go back to when things were just

Will: I went on a date last week. Sean: How'd it go? Will: It was good. Sean: Going out again? Will: I don't know. Sean: Why not? Will: Haven't called

Straight forward this all falls into place. I can do this on my own (I know I can). I seem to be the only one awake. Just please, don't give into them

When the swallows come back to Capistrano That's the day you promised to come back to me When you whispered, farewell in Capistrano Was the day the swallows