Rebecca Schiffman
Ages
Sitting by the window, awake for the very last timeAnd I, I won't see the sun again for ages, agesSing me the ballad written for youAnd I, I won't hear your voice again for ages, agesWalk around the streets we knewAll I see is youIf you'd all come out tonight, I will sing my final song for you
From Letras Mania