Lost your footprints in the snow
Fearing the reflexion of the one who let you go
And how'd story turn out this way?
I live another moment but I couldn't make you stay
I will be there when the sun is sinking
Drowning your tears in the wine I'm drinking
When the body hit the ground
In the garden of a stranger there came an awful sound
And how'd story turn out this way?
There were no words left to say
I will be there when the sun is sinking
Drowning your tears in the wine I'm drinking
I wanna make you mine
And bring back to live
I want another try
At the indian summer
I wanna make you mine
And bring back to live
I want another try
At the indian summer
I will be there when the sun is sinking
Drowning your tears in the wine I'm drinking
I wanna make you mine
And bring back to live
I want another try
At the indian summer

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