Woorden: Replacements. Who Knows.

When the fire in his eyes has turned to ashes
And the heat it gave no longer glows
Who will be the next to dry your lashes?
Who knows?

Imitate the life you find amusing
A mystery got the cop third time she crows
And the love you found danger of losing
Who knows? Who knows?

Gone tomorrow, depending on the weather
Smelled like rain as you rose
And whether you'll be back at all is depending on
Who knows?

Who knows if it comes or goes?
Who knows if it ever will be loved?
Who knows?

When the fire in his eyes has turned to ashes
And the heat that it gave no longer glows
Who will be the next one to dry your lashes?
Maybe one who knows, who knows? Who knows?