I keep remembering the horses, the horses
I keep remembering the moon, the moon
My body is a broken TV
Endlessly playing a flickering picture of the boy I used to be
It is better to have loved
It is better to have loved
It is better to have loved
I keep remembering the little apple in your hand
I keep remembering the sand, the sand
My body is a broken TV
Endlessly playing a flickering picture of the boy I used to be
It is better to have loved
It is better to have loved
It is better to have loved
It is better to have loved
It is better to have loved
It is better to have loved
