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• Artiste: Doug Berman
• Titre: Warmer Days
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Summer hands, they paint pastel skies and storms for pastel eyes, but no goodbyes And a goodbye's what I needed to keep these summer fingers painting on We'll be loved someday for the dreams we've had But you throw love away at the first chance you get We all fall away and catch ourselves dreaming on the floor Of warmer days where questions have no answers My questions get no answers now Let your light shine down on me Covered hands, they keep blood barely moving around my bones, but I'm not alone My letters still send with no replies, your blood runs cold. It was your choice, not mine We'll be loved someday for the dreams we've had But you throw love away at the first chance you get We all fall away and catch ourselves dreaming on the floor Of warmer days where questions have no answers My questions get no answers now Let your light shine down on me There comes a time when these sensations mix in chilling air And we find that emptiness is a pestilence we share We dig our graves and lay in them if only to keep warm And to remind of better days we're holding on to better days we're holding on. Let your light shine down on me