Текст песни «Fireside - Bistro»

I cana?'t deny
The way
Your fingers make my body shiver
And that i almost did surrender
To what was easy
In a way

But i know ita?'s all over
Ita?'s the last page of the book

a?'cause youa?'re the knife
That cuts my wrist
The open sore
To where i drift
And ita?'s the price
For being weak
And ita?'s the price

But i know ita?'s all over
Ita?'s the last page of the book

But i wouna?'t go
And i wouna?'t cry
a?'cause youa?'ll be gone
When i arrive
And if the clouds
Covers the sky
Then let it happen