Instrumenty
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Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: White Lies. To Lose My Life . . .. Unfinished Business.

Just give me a second darling to clear my head
Just put down those scissors baby on this single bed

The sand in the hourglass is running low
I came through thunder, the cold wind, the rain and the snow
To find you awake by your windowsill
A sight for sore eyes and a view to kill

I broke down in horror at you standing there
The glow from the moon shone through cracks in your hair
I shouted with passion, "I love you so much"
But feeling my skin, it was cold to the touch

You whispered, "Where are you?"
I questioned your doubt
But soon realized you were talking to God now

You've got blood on your hands and I know it's mine, I just need more time
So get off your low and let's dance like we used to
But there's a light in the distance waiting for me, I will wait for you
So get off your low, let's kiss like we used to

I looked in the mirror but something was wrong
I saw you behind but my reflection was gone
There was smoke in the fireplace as white as the snow
A voice beckoned gently, now it's time to go

A requiem played as you begged for forgiveness
"Don't touch me", I screamed
"I've got unfinished business"

You've got blood on your hands and I know it's mine, I just need more time
So get off your low and let's dance like we used to
But there's a light in the distance waiting for me, I will wait for you
So get off your low, let's kiss like we used to

You've got blood on your hands and I know it's mine, I just need more time
So get off your low and let's dance like we used to
But there's a light in the distance waiting for me, I will wait for you
So get off your low, let's kiss like we used to