Bring <br /> <br />Think of the things that could have <br />came from my hands to yours, <br />a gift from my heart to yours, its in the past <br /> <br />Some rocks (on the coast) are broken by drops of water <br />as our love was by insignificant details <br />the less i speak of that <br />the easier it is for me to look you in the face <br />and to not die, die because of us <br /> <br />Bring back the old smile from the good years <br />at least one wakeup in a restless morning <br />and my future loves can wait <br />Bring back the first snow and our springs together <br />and then lie to me that you don't remember <br />what you were then , and what you are now to other people <br />just look at that and go, don't look forward to miracles <br /> <br />Some rocks are broken by drops of water <br />as our love was by insignificant details <br />the less i speak of that <br />the easier it is for me to look you in the face <br />and to not die, die because of us <br /> <br />Bring back the old smile from the good years <br />at least one wakeup in a restless morning <br />and my future loves can wait <br />Bring back the first snow and our springs together <br />and then lie to me that you don't remember <br />what you were then , and what you are now to other people <br />just look at that and go, don't look forward to miracles
