Woorden: Dead Poetic. Burgundy.

Desperately waiting on something that?s more than nothing
I?ve been here forever waiting just to see your hands
If you hear me cry, it?s just something, I?m always doing and
Desperately waiting this wait, I hope it?ll be over soon

Cry, it?ll be over soon
Cry it?ll be over soon
Cry, it?ll be over soon
Cry

When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes
When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes

When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes
When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes

Desperately waiting on something that?s more than nothing and
Burgundy blood pouring over my head, it?s so warm
Been here forever basking in this lonely river
I?m desperately waiting on you, I hope it?ll be over soon

Cry, it?ll be over soon
Cry, it?ll be over soon
Cry, it?ll be over soon
Cry

When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes
When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes

When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes
When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes

I believed you
I believed you
I believed you
I believed you

I believed you
I believed you
I believed you
I believed you

When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes
When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes

When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes
When you cried, when you died
When you told me you?d open my eyes

I believed you
I believed you
I believed you
I believed you