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It came on a ThursdayEverything seemed to be holding its breathIt was the first real snow for yearsIt made everything look beautifulAnd I wanted it to stay like thisSo badI hung like a tongue from my open-mouth windowThinking I should make the most of thisWhile it lastsI climbed to the once familiar hillWhere the rambling roses were sleeping and staredDown towards the park where you once saidThis is the last timeThis is the last timeThis is the last timeI break your heartIt was full of giant snow ballsFive feet highThe people had madeFamilies played in the snowIt made me feel calmSo I stood for awhileAnd I listenedSongtexteWishing I could burst into flamesOr disappear or somethingSomehow the sky deepenedAnd I was soaking wetIt had become a blizzardAnd through the storm I sawOn the old wall of the old bridgeThe New Urban Prophet inscribed in whiteTalking to me through the howling windsWriters that don't writeEnd up talking to themselvesAnd I wanted it to stay like this so badThis is the last timeThis is the last timeThis is the last timeI break your heartThis is the last timeThis is the last timeThis is the last timeI break your heartThe sky, it opened up into a dreamTalking to me through the howling windsThe sky, it opened up into a dreamTalking to me through the howling windsTalking to me through the howling windsThis is the last timeThis is the last timeThis is the last timeThis is the last timeI break your heartThis is the last timeThis is the last timeI break your heartThis is the last timeThis is the last timeI break your heartThis is the la--- Aus Songtexte Mania