Doesn't matter. You'll forget it all again. When I was starting to believe in what you said. But certainty has softened up within time.
Whispered loudly and my passion'd be condemned. Wispered proudly it might change it all again. This well-versed speech won't trow you out within time.
Well it's true this time, shame on me for not believing! I can understand the impotence of being deceived. And it won't exit my head, my head will always long into death, into depth.
It doesn't matter so...
Here two christians lay and they wonder all about you. Nothing's been the same since your sorrowful departure.
This demeanor lies within the hopes for a tomorrow within time.
Well it's true this time, shame on me for not believing! I can understand the impotence of being deceived. And it won't exit my head, my head will always long into death, into depth. It doesn't matter anymore.