Indian Summer -

Lost your footprints in the snow

Fearing the reflexion of the one who let you go

And how’d story turn out this way?

I live another moment but I couldn’t make you stay

I will be there when the sun is sinking

Drowning your tears in the «wine» I’m drinking

When the body hit the ground

In the garden of a stranger there came an awful sound

And how’d story turn out this way?

There were no words left to say

I will be there when the sun is sinking

Drowning your tears in the «wine» I’m drinking

I wanna make you mine

And bring back to live

I want another try

At the indian summer

I wanna make you mine

And bring back to live

I want another try

At the indian summer

I will be there when the sun is sinking

Drowning your tears in the «wine» I’m drinking

I wanna make you mine

And bring back to live

I want another try

At the indian summer