Those were early signs of may
Honey sun and crystal rains
Colours run and slowly sway
I wish I could find a way
To stay the same
Our quiet voices fade in endless night
Until the morning comes we're out of sight
I hope it's right
Those were early signs of may
But it's colder every day
Colours run and slowly sway
I wish I could find a way
To stay the same
Our quiet voices fade in endless night
Until the morning comes we're out of sight
I hope it's right
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