Paroles de Twelve Years

Stories Come and go Things I Don't wanna know I see you In myself Drifting by No need for help Heavy sighs With no chance To say goodbye I painted a picture Of your love Still pick up the pieces Twelve years on How do you live with that? A fleeting feeling That you're not coming back If you can hear me Show me a sign If you can hear me Just blink twice I painted a picture Of your love Still pick up the pieces Twelve years on How do you live with that? A fleeting feeling That you're not coming back