Jeydon Wale - Letters Тексты

as autumn leaves crumble
my cold lips tremble
and ashes of memories follow me all the way home

and all these letters
all these letters
all these letters that I wrote for you burn

the sunset is fading
my thoughts are evading
I'd hold you,
but your soft hands once warm are no more.

and all these letters
all these letters
all these letters that I wrote for you burn