the lost friend |
near dawn, close to dawn
and before the sun comes out
i heard someone knocking at my door
where have you been, friend ?
and you’ re late !
the years are gone
the door i just opened
it’s like a thousand wounds i opened
near dawn, close to dawn
and before the sun comes out
i heard someone knocking at my door
where have you been, friend ?
and you’ re late !
the years are gone
the door i just opened
it’s like a thousand wounds i opened
