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Woorden: Flatlined. A Question Of Autumn.

And the question I will face,
Changing seasons keeping face.
Answers lost without a trace...
Where the water meets the shore,
We have walked here once before
And I?m left with nothing more

Let me go
And warm my hands
Let me find
Some heat again
Let me know.
If there?s another way
I?m so cold...
alone...

like the leaves from overhead,
You?re changing colours, with what I've said...
And you left me here for dead...
Where the water meets the shore
You have left me once before...
And I?m left with nothing more..

Let me go
And warm my hands
Let me find
Some heat again
Let me know.
If there?s another way
I?m so cold...
alone...

where the water meets the shore
I can?t remember anymore
Now my seasons change so much

Let me go
And warm my hands
Let me find
Some heat again
Let me know.
If there?s another way
I?m so cold...
alone...

(Thanks to Hollie for these lyrics)