Before The Winter Parade — текст песни (Ben Christophers)

Sails her blue eyes over you

Savour the springtime of our kiss

Souls worn blind by sweetheart cures in

Just like lovers do

Taste your skin still on my lips

And still I feel you move

The subway darkness will never strike

Those sevenths in me again

All along we played down our love

Hold onto my heart if we jump

Then youll be my sweetheart solely

Joining long embrace

Then youll be burning my courage

Like the holy ghost

Just like sweethearts do

At the spring time of their love

Your breaths so warm on my lips

I can almost hear you think

On a freezing cold november

But its warm in the pools of your eyes

Steel hearts turn to stone

Are we clear

How we feel

Shall we spill

All that rain on those

Steel hearts turn to stone

Just like sweethearts do

At the springtime of their love

Just like lovers do