It's a final resting place There's a smile upon my face Like its born of red wine
She swears my eyes with all her grace She hears in hear heart, the empyy space.
Cause all of the riches that I've gathers
Begin to appreciate the brightness The comfort of her smile.
She swells my eyes with all her grace She hears in hear heart the empty space.
Cause all of the riches that I've gathered
Begin to appreciate the brightness
Oh, I wanted to fl-un, run, run
Cause all of the riches that I've gathers
Begin to appreciate the brightness The comfort of her smile.