A November's midnight
I remember the rain and bad-time,
your eyes were so dark
and the glass you broke was high
Jesus knew how to love you,
so do I, you left my car on monday,
let your hair flying in the heavy wind
while i was screaming your name so hard,
the world stopped and you cried.
Free my mind, my dark soul
can you see the sun now?
let my heart beat for you
you did, but yours was slow.
Show me now your goal,
put me in your best dirty dream,
and leave me going down.