Songtext von Traces

The girl in the gallery, The way she moves her hair, Footsteps in the Autumn leaves, Turning and finding no-one there Traces of you in the morning light Traces of you in the night You're haunting me still I don't even have to try I always find those... Traces of you all around my life Traces of you like a Knife Twisting inside my heart You're tearing my world apart Don't torture me The ring of the telephone The quizzical hello The glass in my hand shaking Lying shattered in the snow I saw a face in a picture show Those Alborado eyes calling me I see trees, I see indigo I can't keep up this disguise