It's wedding day, we only can wait
I feel on my my neck the world you swear
We will be mean and unhappy
Walk, until the day become dark
I missed the time we passed
My carcass is getting old
As this James Dean's old poster on my wall,
You'll only be in my memories
January, time has passed
I can't look behind without blaming me
The bridge of my dreams is unfinished
The weathering is burning my head
From Here I can see you
Falling down, breaking down