Heave کے بول

Heave another, heave another sigh We're the last sons Thought our heads had locked Heads have parted ways So headstrong, we're the last sons Are we so, are we so, are we so, are we so, are we so different We're night and day, still the same In the garland frame Though we left a mark upon a cherub face Signs of love, waste it all on the young Are we so, are we so, are we so, are we so, are we so different Are we so, are we so, are we so, are we so, are we so different