Spell

Maybe I'm just not meant for this

Maybe I'll die alone

Would you come back for one last kiss?

Could you please come back home?

The things I fear, they seem to come

From where I don't know

I feel I've got a spell on me

From generations, it goes on

It's so quiet now you're gone

Only rain on my windows and wind

We use to lay still and listen to it

Tell you stories from when I was a kid

The things I fear, they seem to come

From where I don't know

I feel I've got a spell on me

From generations, it goes on