There are things you dont wanna get over....

How much water can my eyes contain?

How deep is the love my heart sustains?

In the keys of the pianoforte, there is a pain…

Forgetting its own song… it plays in vain…

And when the tones slower.. in the silent summer…

A cry you can hear and a shadow hovers….

Far from the distance, my soul it covers….

And there are things you don’t wanna get over…

Hung over baby…. Hung over I am forever…..

On the journeys to distance…

Amongst the faces of autumn liaisons…

The heart still beats in cadence….

It wasn’t replaced and no feelings lessened…

Is it a blessing or is it a curse..

Frozen tears in misty winters…

Peace wont be here… not now.. not never…

But there are things you don’t wanna get over..

Hung over baby.. Hung over I am forever….

Lost all the winning cards….

Still not done chasing the mirage…

And I’ll paint the sky red if I could…

But I refuse to see you go as I should…

In the castle of ashes and embers…. where memories and past linger…

With the shades of death and slumber, I find my gold and silver…

And there are things you don’t wanna get over..

Hung over baby.. Hung over I am forever….

Caged I am… The door’s open… but the feathers’ broken…

Chained I am… the keys on the floor… but my steps shaken..

Give me the mirror and I’ll remember…

The bees life and death in honey amber…

Relishing the last drops of spirit and vesper..

There’s a bond I cannot sever…

Because there are things you don’t wanna get over..

Hung over baby.. Hung over I am forever….