when there's nothing left to burn you've got to set yourself on fire.
quando já não há nada que nos aqueça as mãos. nem o coração.
Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all i find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life.
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night (up all night)
When i'm lying awake at night.
i hope tonight you will touch my hair, play a sad old song and draw ghosts in my back.
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god that was strange to see you again
quando fantasmas se tornam reais, nem que seja por momentos, é sempre vazio que fica o (meu) coração.
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