Funeral For A Friend - The Diary - Sözleri

And it came from nothing

But there was always something

And when the sky burned brighter

And the nights grew darker



Hold on to everyone

That I hold dearest

To my heart

And I won't forget them



I won't forget them



Fading, always fading

Never needed more

Waiting, always waiting

Scraped across the wooden floor



And the passing time

Reaches Out

And Covers Me

With Images

Of everyone that I have known

Are ever hard to see



And I won't forget them

And I won't forget them



Fading, always fading

Never needed more

Waiting, always waiting

Scraped across the wooden floor



When the day is done

Another setting sun is down

When the day is done

Another setting sun



Waiting, always waiting

Scraped across the wooden floor



Scraped across the wooden floor

When will you be coming home?

Scraped across the wooden floor

When will you be coming home?

Scraped across the wooden floor

When will you be coming home?



Scraped across the wooden floor










		
			



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