As it snowed and I awoke this morning, which is my birthday, ...
Home recording project
Right, I'm the band. Thirty and counting. American living in the southwest of Germany. Giving it a shot.
Story behind the song
Sometimes, before a person goes, you must have something to soften it.
Lyrics
It's empty, my birthday, is falling, from heaven, a young girl has captured what no one could tell me, I feel like a widow, I feel like a drunkard, still wearing pyjamas, and where have you gone to, It's snowing insanely, and memories hurt me, they touch me like lightning, I'm counting the days now, till your plane is leaving, What's happening on Sunday?, we seeing each other, like breakfast in Paris, like new snow on roof tops, it's empty my birthday, is falling from heaven, I'll always miss you, it's not what you know but who you kiss, and I’ll remember this on my birthday, hey, you wouldn't reconsider, growing up here, a little longer, I'll miss you.
I promise.
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