Woorden: Piers Faccini. The Taste Of Tears.

I know how things must change,
How could they stay the same ?
The pictures left the frame.
It's too late to rearrange
I know how things must change,
For good.

I tried so hard to be
The one you dreamnt you'd see,
Made a prison out of me,
When you asked to be set free.
I know how things must change,
For good.

The taste of tears,
Long on years,
Spend perfect lies,
To hypnotise.

Now I watch how summers pass,
The green fade in the grass,
The candle burning fast.
What did i think would last ?
I know how things must change,
For good.

I'd like to play the game,
To call love by it's name,
I'd live through it again,
To lose and find you in.
I know how things have changed,
For good.

The taste of tears,
Long on years,
Spend perfect lies,
To hypnotise.

The taste of tears,
Long on years,
Spend perfect lies,
To hypnotise.