Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Sable
I left you in the sunrise
I left to say that
Soon it will all be over
Outside an old motel
Our true love was a flame
Careless endless left out in the rain
For seasons we could sleep
And wander through the pain
My little angel
Will you remember
Eighteen
I left you in the night sky
You were my dream
Will you remember
Our love
The hardest part is growing up
Sable
I left you in the sunrise
I left to say and
Soon it will all be over
And bring me some relief
For how I still remain
Somehow conscious
Casually insane
A torn up photograph
Left over from the past
My little angel
Will you remember
Eighteen
I left you in the nightsky
You were my dream
Will you remember
Our love
The hardest part
Is growing up
Multicoloured knight
Carry me safe
Swift like the ties
Lost in some fate
Oh fathywell
My oldest friend
When all is said and done
May you be judged in the end
Will you remember
Eighteen
I left you in the night sky
You were my dream
Will you remember
Our love
The hardest part
Is growing up
(Dank an alina für den Text)
Eighteen was written by Robert Francis.
Eighteen was produced by Martin Pradler.