Letras: Percy Shaw. Pai-Fang.

Emotion can't walls innocent words pencils conveyed needs stared withered the beautiful orchid

I like us made of lead believed our eyes would meet

The winter my gift to give
A faded picture to hold and
know you no more

A promise believed our eyes would meet
Watching you walk from page to page
(from page to page from screen to heart)


(Thanks to Lionel for these lyrics)