Mollodrome

Sunday morning, a phone call stop my breath
Dead silence, can’t believe he is dead
Without warning, that pressure on my chest
I can’t take it, all those memories in my head
Sunday morning, a phone call stop my breath
Dead silence, can’t believe he is dead
Without warning, that pressure on my chest
I can’t take it, all those memories in my head
He’s on his way see the dead man arrive
He’s on the way back home in the sky
All that we love we are leaving behind
Back in the days keep the memories alive
I see stand him by the gates up in the sky
Love never ending until the day i die
Where ever you are, and where ever you go
Always in my thoughts my heart and my soul
I see stand him by the gates up in the sky
Love never ending until the day i die
Where ever you are, and where ever you go
Always in my thoughts my heart and my soul