Vercelum
A Flood Of You
Sunday noon of grief
Sunday night of sorrow
Ended her life, a shallow
For a path that she will follow
You left, with no traces of coming back
How can I survive?
How can I move?
When all I have, is a flood of you
Sunday noon of grief
Sunday night of sorrow
Ended her life, a shallow
For a path that she will follow
You left, with no traces of coming back
How can I survive?
How can I move?
When all I have, is a flood of you