In your beautiful dress you were standing in front of me
There was sun in your eyes and for a little while
You made heaven come alive
You wore flowers on your head (and)
Your hair was shining
Nothing could murder us now
But again I could not be more wrong
Heaven was you and it made me come alive
But I don't believe in things that make me dead inside
white
things
there
storm
started
standing
while
ripped
nothing
nails
blood
behind
wrong
shining
flowers
thousand
painted
before
clouds
beautiful
still
crashing
again
apart
believe
arrived
front
shadows
crying
dress
alive
fading
heaven
smile
inside
could
little
raining
heart
murder
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