End Of The Story - MONOEYES
Too many dreams
Too many broken hearts lie here
Too many fairytales still left undone
I hear the laughter outside
Off from my planned trajectory
Kicked up the dust from old days
Choking on the scent of salt
It's the end of the story
Looking backward
I will long for your touch
And your cheek when it's red
When it's red
When it's red
Crashed in on scorching hot sand
Sunburn on the surface of limbs
Adrift in the kingdom of light
Still dreaming in your arms
It's the end of the story
Looking back now
Nothing smells like your gin
Nothing sounds like our fights
It's the end of the story
Looking backward
I will long for your touch
And your cheek when it's red
When it's red
When it's red
Too many dreams
Too many broken hearts lie here