I m mourning the passing of a moment
In black and white silence, uneasily ice lance
I cannot accept your tears as an answer
Or is this an excuse for your selfishness?
I came, it was so
I want tense to go
I came, it was so
Irrational in the extreme
It makes such perfect sense
Lost in the moments
Cold without regrets
Was this an excuse for, my selfishness?
I came, it was so
I want tense to go
I came, it was so
I want tense to go.
Writer(s): Robert Selwyn Grey, Colin John Newman, Graham Lewis, George Simms
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