Тексты песен Alliswell

You were as pale as a ghost In the dead of winter Your breath rose like smoke, It very well, could've been Your soul. That escaped From your lungs, like a melody left unsung. You were never meant for

You were broken like a vase that fell, There you lay scattered and broken, But still too proud for your shelf. He did his "best" to mend your shattered fault lines of cracked porcelain but i