This is the end of every song that we sing
The fire burn out of ash
And the stars grow dim with tears
Cold and afraid, the ghost of all that we've been
We tossed with bitter dread to our emptiness
And the birds falling out of our sky
And the words falling out of our mouth
And here is to love, so much love
Falling out of our lives
Hopes and dreams are gone
The end of every song
But it all stops and I prefer that we would never change
And when it all stops we always thought that we would stay the same
But it all stops and because our eyes asleep
To dream of boy and girl who dream the world is nothing but a dream
Where did it go
Where did it go
Broken voice will mend
To call us home
This is this end of every song we sing
Where did it go
Where did it go
Where did it go
Where did it go
Hope a voice will mend to call us home
This is the end of every song we sing
Alone
compositores: Robert Smith
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