and I’m standing next to you
in the bombed out, burned down museum of our lives together
in the scorched remains from the war between us
and I’m looking at you
and your gentle smile
and your hand round mine
and its a different kind
of beautiful
and I’m standing next to you
in the bombed out, burned down museum of our lives together
in the scorched remains from the war between us
and I’m looking at you
and your gentle smile
and your hand round mine
and its a different kind
of beautiful