- cifra
Tell me where to find
The love you left behind
Tell me, where'd you go?
Did heaven take you home?
Stories that we made
Washed out by the rain
If I can't see your face
Please, just say my name
Bury, foregone
Leave my thoughts
See you off, I'll carry on
Ivy in Elk Grove
It's where you lie
Skin resides under the stone
Your hiddenness will wage
War upon my days
Now your headstonе fades
It's hard to read your name
Storiеs that we made
Washed out by the rain
If I can't see your face
Please, just say my name
Bury, foregone
Leave my thoughts
See you off, I'll carry on
Ivy in Elk Grove
It's where you lie
Skin resides under the stone
