The Devil's teardrop could spark a new thunderhead
If you have the will to remember she said
I will rise to the occasional you
I lower my eyes and bow my head when I don't mean to
When it's nearly gone, will I still feel okay?
And when it's nearly gone, will I still fear nothing...
About you?
The Devil's teardrop, it caused the whole fire to spread
You have the will to remember, I said
So rise to the occasional me
Lower your eyes and bow your head so that you will clearly see
That when it's nearly gone, I will still feel okay
And when it's nearly gone, will I still fear nothing...
About you?
Well, I suppose that I will always fear something about you, yeah...
When it's nearly gone, will I still feel okay?
And when it's nearly gone, will I still fear nothing?