You said I was cold,
you lied falling.
You said I was bold,
always calling.
You said I was afloat,
flying in the water.
The spring time is arriving,
and the boat is rocking harder now.
Your side unfolds now,
and I don't feel anymore.
It's growing old, I know,
this mind of steal.
The deafening noice,
it is drowning me out.
It has blocked off my insolence,
it's surrounded my doubt.
I know I was cold,
but you're still laughing.
You're losing your hold over me.
Your side unfolds now,
and I don't feel anymore.
It's growing old, I know,
this mind of steel.
instrumental
Oh, your side unfolds now,
and I don't feel anymore.
It's growing old, I know,
this mind of steal.

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