Из альбома: Touch

The days grow old like winters that creep slowly past
And the love grows cold like icicles against the glass

Now everything around me has changed
The magic of your touch remains
And I stand here feeling naked

Like a Statue In The Rain
A Statue In The Rain
Statue In The Rain
Calling out your name

A photograph, a window to another time
As I watch the past, I feel your body dance to mine

Now everything around me has changed
The phanton only feeds the flame
So I stand here feeling naked

Now I'm cold from my head to my toes
And I'm wet,
I can never forget
How your love made me feel so alive
Thinking of you, my whole world is gray
As I wander through the magic of facing
One more day
You're so far away

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