He walked
down a busy street
Staring
solely at his feet
Clutching
pictures of past lovers at his side
Stood at the
table where she sat
And removed
his hat
In respect
of her presence
Presents her
with the pictures and says
"These
are just ghosts that broke my heart before I met you.
These are
just ghosts that broke my heart before I met you"
Opened up
his little heart
Unlocked the
lock that kept it dark
And read a
written warning
Saying I'm
still mourning
Over ghosts, over ghosts, over ghosts
Over ghosts
that broke my heart before I met you.
Lover,
please do not fall to your knees
It's not like
I believe in
Everlasting
love
He went
crazy at nineteen
Said he'd
lost all his self esteem
And couldn't
understand why he was cry, cry, crying, crying.
He would
stare at empty chairs
Think of the
ghosts that once sat there
The ghosts
who broke his heart.
All the
ghosts that broke my heart
The ghosts
that broke his heart
All the
ghosts that broke my heart
The ghosts,
the ghosts, the ghosts, the ghosts,
The ghosts,
the ghosts
The ghosts
that broke my heart before I met you.
Lover,
please do not fall to your knees
It's not like
I believe in
Everlasting
love
He says "I'm
so lost,
Not at all
well"
Do as though
there is nothing left to be
Turned out
I'd been following him and he'd been following me
Do as though
after it was over
We were just
two lovers crying on each others shoulders.
And I said
Lover, please do not fall to your knees
It's not like
I believe in
Everlasting
love.
Brel e Cohen fazem tanta falta.
Brel e Cohen fazem tanta falta.
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