Bosnian Rainbows I Cry For You
I pick three flowers from your grave
They taste like velvet after days
Never in sights of new embrace
Making me fall hard on the ground
It makes my skin shed faster
And everyday I cry for you
Oh, and everyday I cry for you
Oh, and everyday I cry for you
Oh, and everyday I cry for you
And everyday...
I trim the roses that you gave
They smell like heart delayed by shame
You closed the doors that once were burnt to ash
Making me realize you're no more
It makes my bones grow lonely
And, everyday I cry for you
Oh, and everyday I cry for you
Oh, and everyday I cry for you
Oh, and everyday I cry for you
And everyday...