Without a Sound
Mercutio * Track #12 On Self Titled
Without a Sound Lyrics
The full moon rises
A drinking crowd
In walks a red dress
A glance without a sound
A strange connection
With looks that ever end
Peculiar tension
Destined to pretend
The full moon rises
A drinking crowd
In walks a red dress
A glance without a sound
A strange connection
With looks that ever end
Peculiar tension
Destined to pretend