Letras:
Windsor Drive Snowing In July

Perplexed and broken. I sit alone. Monolithic words. In perfect tone. Cascading thoughts. Without a trace. Like drying tears. Upon my face. I?ve heard

Its so interesting to see how you. React to words that are untrue. The words that have the deepest touch. The words you never learned to trust. You acted

Will you turn away? Will you feed the pain? When I?m all alone. When I turn to stone. There is nothing left. But the bitter best. Of a broken heart.