I could have treated you better But you couldn't have treated me worse But it's he who laughs last Is he who cries first Sometimes I feel I know strangers Better than I know my friends Why must a beginning Be the means to an end? The stones from my enemies These wounds will mend But I cannot survive The roses from my friends When the last word has been spoken And we've been witness to the final setting sun All that shall remain is a token Of what we've said and done When all we had has been forsaken Distant church bells no longer ring That's the sound of a heart taken And the story of tears from a king The stones from my enemies These wounds will mend But I cannot survive The roses from my friends This may be the last time I see you Forgive me for holding you close This may be the last time that I see you So of this moment I will make the most This may be the last time I see you But if you keep me in your heart Together we shall be eternal If you believe we shall never part The stones from my enemies These wounds will mend But I cannot survive The stones from my enemies These wounds will mend But I cannot survive I cannot survive, oh I cannot survive The roses from my friends © INNOCENT CRIMINAL; EMI VIRGIN MUSIC, INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com