I'm waiting, on these over sights.
Telling secrets about it all night ya, so skillfully.
Oh my darling, on this pale night.
I'm waiting, so skillfully.
All my last thoughts, frame these winter smiles.
Too brilliantly, oh but i doubt it.
I'm afraid that, there's no reason, i waited.
I'm waiting till the winter dies, skillfully.
Ah to bat an eye.
Made up faces, skillfully, ah but i doubt it, and then some ya.
I'm afraid that, there's no reason, i waited.