After all the nights lost,
after all the love it cost
it takes just one night,
colder than my heart,
to break it in so many pieces
so I know that what’s been written
with my precious blood is printed
and it’s filled out with my soul.
After all the nights lost,
after all the love it cost
it takes just one night,
colder than my heart,
to break it in so many pieces
so I know that what’s been written
with my precious blood is printed
and it’s filled out with my soul.
