Trieste کے بول

Tonight My windows are open to the breeze The world smells so green Like the summer I followed you around From party to party, all across town I was a flare fired over the sea A flame on a match, too close to the finger You were cool cool water In the summer I smoked cigarettes I was young and deathless You looked like a goddess In a candlelit painting You had a stillness You had a sadness I wanted to sound On the last night We went to the sea The wind on the cliff We moved down Down to the beach Oh, it was agony Oh, my sweet mystery I couldn’t breathe The wind ripped the words from me On the last night We went to the sea The wind on the cliff We moved down Down to the beach Then you Moved down On me Down on me And then we In the daylight I made myself Turn it into a dream