Mark The Days

It doesn't matter what you say

thoughts are scattered, all blown away

fruits of love are gone

listen to this woman's only song

she's down on her knees

kicking her heels

a fallen angel out of love

it doesn't matter what you say

thoughts are scattered and blown away

it doesn't matter what you say

thoughts are scattered and blown away

you have the key of the door

swept under the carpet

don't want it anymore

discovery of infidelity

falling from grace

sacrifice the substance

mark the days

hear this woman's song

forever betrayed

in secret we know it's not her own

staring from mirror to mirror

no one's coming home

it doesn't matter what you say

thoughts are scattered and blown away

it doesn't matter what you say

thoughts are scattered and blown away

away