Tekstovi: Edison Glass. A Burn Or A Shiver. Minutes For Memories.

I'm trading my minutes for memories
To live and relive those moments
When loneliness was miles away.
So sweet is the taste of communion

You're dying to know me.

What is this life without love?
Dying is living without you here.

I let down my arms and open my eyes.
The beauty from within and I am a vapor