Desole - The Autumns Look In her eyes As she laughs at the world Waxen arms With wings tied Veil the troubles denied As flakes Through the air Of a soft april snow Falling wet To the ground So her frail hopes are bound I know That you're searching for truth And I know That you hurt But I cannot be the one Who holds You enclosed in his arms Whispering In your ear For I love another it's true编辑于2021/04/13更新