더 그린 혼
Words disappear
Words once so clear
Only echoes
Passin' through
the night
Lines on my face
Your fingers
once traced
Fade in reflection
Of what was
Thoughts rearrange
Familiar now strange
All my schemes
Drifting on the wind
Spring brings
the rain
With winter
comes pain
Every season
Has an end
I'll try
To see through
your disguise
For the clouds
were there
Blockin' out the sun
The sun
Thoughts rearrange
Familiar now strange
All my schemes
Drifting on the wind
Spring brings
the rain
With winter
comes pain
Every season
Has an end
There Is An End
There Is An End
There Is An End
There Is An End