Woorden: Lucero. Fistful Of Tears.

well i'm sorry my dear
i never thought the end was so near
a heart full of snakes and a belly full of rage
has left me with a fistful of tears

wave the ocean, wave the sea
after i'm gone, won't you remember me sometimes

water's deep dark and blue
there ain't nothing left to do
so darling be strong, i'll cross before long
and i'll wait on the far shores for you

wave the ocean, wave the sea
one day those waters will bring you back to me

never done one thing right, now i'm saying goodbye
please darling, don't cry