memories of you
will they ever fade
the pictures i hold on to
could they be lost someday
theres blood on my fingers
and stains on the page
the words ive written
they haven`t changed
i`ll see you on wednesdays
behind the glass
is everything that i cant have
im waiting here for you
im waiting...
on wednesdays
ill see you
behind the glass
is everything that i cant have
im waiting here for you
im waiting...
