Testo Over

The more you stare
The more you know
The wind in your hairs
And the dew that glows
You're waiting for your bruises
To turn into yellow
The more you stay
The more she goes
All in all it's over
is there some space left to let her go
Life's not that over
Your fight ain't the right one
Your way ain't that serpentine.

The more you stare
The more you know
The wind in your hairs
And the dew that glows
You're waiting for your bruises
To turn into yellow
The more you stay
The more she goes
All in all it's over
is there some space left to let her go
Life's not that over
Your fight ain't the right one
Your way ain't that serpentine.

All in all it's over
is there some space left to let her go
Life's not that over
Your fight ain't the right one
Your way ain't that serpentine.