It's a tragedy. it's a tragedy. it's a tragedy. it's a tragedy. . He was only twenty five. had an open heart and tender mind. he sang through all the hymns he knew.
It's a wonderful time for love. It's a wonderful time for love. Sun shines down from above. . It's a wonderful time for love. And you think you have all you dreamed of.
The plot begins with you. And me in darklit rooms. Your cigarette cuts through. I wear it like perfume. . The melody gives way. We silently behave. The story never ends.