I cry over my loss
'Cause it's been all winter's fault
I count on to 3 or 2 or 4
But ain't no fake picture I'm looking at
Maybe all is made
To evaporate
How you feel, love, with this life so short?
How you live, love, when this life s too short?
We're just stupid fools
Who want it all back
Maybe all is made
To evaporate
How you live, love, when this life s too short?
How we love, love, when this life s too short?
Ain't no fake picture we're looking at.
Ain't no fake picture we're looking at.
