Текст песни Sunday`s Best - Don`t Let It Fade
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Trace around her lips with his fingers, he tries to draw on a smile,"Give it time. These scars are the stars that will show you the light."And now she`s all he sees;he stays awake to watch her breathe the unheardmelodies; the grace notes of her restless sleep.Hold me now, don`t let it fade away from here. It`s so clear…His tattered undershirt—a souvenir that she likes to breathe in.She sighs—days doing nothing unconscious of time.And now he`s all she sees;she stays awake to watch him breathe the unknownpoetry; sweet sonnets of how it should be.And everybody might just have these same ideas--these same plans--I suppose...We`ve found a perfect niche:where plastic meets perfect, kill substance for style... But inside, we get burned by the fuel that we cannot deny.