The Ghost of An Unkissed Kiss
The ghost of an unkissed kiss
A field of snow without footprints -
It'll always be perfect, but we didn't get to live it
The lights that shone for us across the water
Through the misty dusk -
It'll always be perfect, but we didn't get to live it
These lonely places were touched by love -
Dust for the traces and they'll show up.
These are the words we'll pack away
These are the feelings that will stay.
Dry eyes, dry eyes
It was never going to end in dry eyes
We'll never know what we let go.
How do you push aside
Something that just feels so right?
It'll always be perfect
But I didn't get to live it
We found what so many seek
But it was never ours to keep
It'll always be perfect, but we didn't get to live it
I know how unfair been on her,
that I could have made it easier
but I wanted her so bad, you see,
I just wouldn't stop at anything.
Wrong as it was to do,
those eyes were made to look into
it'll always be perfect,
but we didn't get to live it.
So I would just do wrong
until theache became too strong
It'll always be perfect, but we didn't get to live it.
El fantasma de un beso no dado
El fantasma de un beso no dado
Un campo de nieve sin huellas -
Siempre será perfecto, pero no pudimos vivirlo
Las luces que brillaban para nosotros a través del agua
A través del crepúsculo brumoso -
Siempre será perfecto, pero no pudimos vivirlo
Estos lugares solitarios fueron tocados por el amor -
Polvo para las huellas y aparecerán.
Estas son las palabras que guardaremos
Estos son los sentimientos que permanecerán.
Ojos secos, ojos secos
Nunca iba a terminar con ojos secos
Nunca sabremos lo que dejamos ir.
¿Cómo puedes apartar
Algo que simplemente se siente tan correcto?
Siempre será perfecto
Pero no pude vivirlo
Encontramos lo que muchos buscan
Pero nunca fue nuestro para guardar
Siempre será perfecto, pero no pudimos vivirlo
Sé lo injusto que fui con ella,
Que podría haberlo hecho más fácil
Pero la quería tanto, ¿ves?,
No me detendría ante nada.
Aunque estuviera mal hacerlo,
esos ojos estaban hechos para mirar
Siempre será perfecto,
pero no pudimos vivirlo.
Así que simplemente haría mal
hasta que el dolor se volviera demasiado fuerte
Siempre será perfecto, pero no pudimos vivirlo.