Woorden: The Cure. Bloodflowers. Last Day Of Summer, The.

Nothing I am, nothing I dream
Nothing is new
Nothing I think or believe in or say
Nothing is true

Used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy

But the last day of summer
Never felt so cold
The last day of summer
Never felt so old

All that I have, all that I hold
All that is wrong
All that I feel for or trust in or love
All that is gone

Used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy

But the last day of summer
Never felt so cold
The last day of summer
Never felt so old
The last day of summer
Never felt so cold
Never felt so