Falling in love is sweet and tough
It depends for whom do you fight
She was hiding a strawberry in her mouth
In London town, on full midnight
It depends for whom do you fight
She was hiding a strawberry in her mouth
In London town, on full midnight
The poison tree is in your heart
And no nest was found in that tree
Just the bitter song of your scars,
The endless bird of memory.
And no nest was found in that tree
Just the bitter song of your scars,
The endless bird of memory.
