Love is a mystery to me She was once here,and now she's someone that I could not bear No matter how I tried 'll the day I died Damages are done and hidden within Those were the thing that were hidden under my skin
All the burning roses Filled up with ashes Crying out loud but no time for condolences Like a stranger's 'stare', she never cared Those were the thing that were hidden under my skin
Drifing alone, on my own Be it a car or a shooting star Its glare finally came to the end of something I could not bear Those were the thing that were hidden under my skin