Lyrics Desole - The Autumns

Desole

Look
In her eyes
As she laughs at the world
Waxen arms
With wings tied
Veil the troubles denied
As flakes
Through the air
Of a soft april snow
Falling wet
To the ground
So her frail hopes are bound
I know
That you’re searching for truth
And I know
That you hurt
But I cannot be the one
Who holds
You enclosed in his arms
Whispering
In your ear
For I love another, it’s true