Love will be the death of, my lonely soul brothers, but their spirits shall live on in, the hearts of all lovers...
In your room, where souls disappear,only you exist here; will you lead me to your armchair,or leave me lying here?...
Sending up smoke for you And my tears won't fall for you like I did And my hands are cut and bruised I didn't build this wall for two You know I built this wall for you I guess that says it all ๐ โ๐ค (1)