Текст песни hammill peter - Again
hammill peter - Again слова песни
I stretch my hands,clutch vacant laughterin silence and sweet, sweet pain;without demand,but with a longingfor what will never come again.I smell your perfumeon the sheets in the morning--it linger like the patternson the window after rain,a past that lives,if only for th epresent...which is gone and will never come again.to your sad eyes,turned away, mine say`Do you? Did you? How?`As the darknessslides away the dayshows what wasand makes what is now.I see your pictureas though it were a mirrorbut there`s no part of yououtside the frameexcept the change that you game to me:this will never come again.I am me,I was so before you,but afterwards I am not the same.You are goneand I am with you:this will never come again.---------------------------