All up, for you
This time it's gonna have to do
All hate, too much
Of all the feelings I'll be missing your touch

On the last day you came running to tell me
Did you miss me? Had some living to do
My obsession shadows the moonlight
A reflection never seen before tonight

I hear faraway footsteps
Coming here from your side
My sadness as hard as it gets
Won't be needed to hide

All the way on the last train runaway
I'll be fighting my way through your hate
From the long days journey into nightside
Day after day will fall like rain again

High tide, blind eye
spectator imitation of life
our end foreseen
when your love ain't got nothing on me

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