23-04-2011, 02:41 PM
Automatic Loveletter - Hush
This is as quiet as it gets
Hush down now, go to sleep
We were once perfect me and you
"We'll never leave this room
H H H Hush
You colored my eyes red
Your love's not alive it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends H H H Hush this is where it ends
This is the calming before the storm
This absolution is always incomplete
It's always bittersweet
H H H Hush
You colored my eyes red
Your love's not live it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
H H H Hush this is where it ends
I won't make a sound so you don't wake
Don't wake, don't wake, you don't wake
Hush
You colored my eyes red
Your love's not live it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
H H H Hush this is where it ends
You colored my eyes red
Your love's not live it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
H H H Hush this is where it ends
This is where it ends.
This is as quiet as it gets
Hush down now, go to sleep
We were once perfect me and you
"We'll never leave this room
H H H Hush
You colored my eyes red
Your love's not alive it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends H H H Hush this is where it ends
This is the calming before the storm
This absolution is always incomplete
It's always bittersweet
H H H Hush
You colored my eyes red
Your love's not live it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
H H H Hush this is where it ends
I won't make a sound so you don't wake
Don't wake, don't wake, you don't wake
Hush
You colored my eyes red
Your love's not live it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
H H H Hush this is where it ends
You colored my eyes red
Your love's not live it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
H H H Hush this is where it ends
This is where it ends.
Thank you, Valkyrja . -smiles-