Lyrics There Is An End - The Greenhornes, Holly Golightly

There Is An End

The lines on my face,
Your fingers once traced,
Fading reflection of what was.
Thoughts re-arrange,
Familiar now strange,
All my skin is drifting on the wind.
Spring brings the rain,
With winter comes pain,
Every season has an end.
I try to see through the disguise,
But the clouds were there,
Blocking out the sun (the sun).
Thoughts re-arrange,
Familiar now strange,
All my skin is drifting on the wind.
Spring brings the rain,
With winter comes pain,
Every season has an end.
There`s an end,
There`s an end,
There`s an end,
There`s an end,
There`s an end