Cielos infinitos

Isn't there a place to hide anymore 

isn't there a lock on this door 

isn't there time to kill 

like way back when 

weren't we happier then 

Now the wind is high 

and it howls through my eyes 

in my head I see endless skies 

Isn't there anything that I can say 

to make you go away 

isn't there time to kill 

like way back when 

weren't we happier then.

Kesang Marstrand

Our myth is growing dim

I can read it in your eyes

Our myth is growing dim

Soon you’ll forget everything 

What can I do but step aside?

Goodness knows 

I’ve got my pride

I’ve got my pride

But don’t you remember that just

One ripe kiss between you and me

Contains all joy and misery

Everything you’re looking for 

Is right here, look no more.