Telling marks drawn in the dust
Abandoned cars coming on roads
The times form past in the road
I think I'm very quiet enough of it
Cause it's a feeling that i'm after
Every being, they all part
And the feelings that we're after
Have different things to learn
Telling marks drawn in the dust
Abandoned cars coming on roads
The times form past in the road
I think I've been crying in a fervid
How long before end?
How long before fall it?
I never before keep this fall
I can't keep trying anymore
