Bridge:
Too far, can’t be with you.
Too far, can’t feel you.
Too far, can’t heal you.
Too far, can’t taste you.
Too far, can’t smell you.
Too far, can’t hear you.
Too far, can’t catch you…
Ref.
Cause her lover is too far,
Too far from her away.
And she didn’t expect that the love would stay.
So she tried to go on,
But she can’t forget,
So let her have a peacefull death,
Cause she diserves silence…
How can this be possible?
The girl who always was irresponsible
Is dying of an broken heart.
And she can’t start…(her life again.)
But she’s in good hands now,
In batter hands she’s never been.
May Satan bless her,
And try to get the guy out her mind,
So she can find,
A good death.
Ref.
How can this be happening?
The girl who never was loving.
Is dying of an broken heart.
And she can’t start…(her life again.)
But she is getting on her way,
She is trying to get back.
May Satan bless her,
And make her feel fine.
So she can never go over the line,
Cause she’s dying.
Ref.
How can this be true?
The girl who never was blue.
Is dying of an broken heart.
And she can’t start…(over again.)
Cause she’s now with Satan,
It’s to late to make excuses.
Satan blessed her,
You can never see or kiss her one more time,
Cause she is too far away,
Too far to catch…
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These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise and fall. So upon us all a little rain must fall.
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