Deborah’s Theme - 阿部雅士

Since we met I've died a hundred deaths Collected reborn skin shed it again Will you take your hands design a heavy hem With fingers so delicate and destroy the

I fell for you in your attic Over the hum and grind of afternoon traffic We should be pleased to have shared the breeze or a bus Now you ask what was the fuss I

In a motel room in Colorado Springs We learned what impatience brings To women who fool around That summer was a strung-out mess And you swore to God you had th

Pull away to you In your best blue dress Silos and rolling hills Your eyes in brilliant focus We learned how our bodies worked Soft and familiar But you couldn'

Love where is this going We cannot cross the line we've been toeing I just want to stop all the fighting I just want the lying behind us Let me feel let me heal

I know time will come and try to take away these memories But no matter how far I go I won't forget I know I might not see some of these faces again Why do all