Taste of Tears
Piers Faccini
(x2) I know how things must change How could they stay the same? The pictures slipped the frame. It's too late to rearrange I know how things must change For good. I tried so hard to be The one you dreamnt you'd see Made a prison out of me When you asked to be set free. I know how things must change For good. The taste of tears Long on years Spend perfect lies To hypnotize