Cold And Closed - Kraków Loves Adana

Your eyes so wild

Your lips cold and closed

And with your cigarette

You might revive the fire

But love was always a fragile kind of truth

Life was always a fragile time for you

Floating speech

Except the words we need

And with some time

There might return the fire

But love was always a fragile kind of truth

Life was always a fragile time for you