Marie Claire Dubaldo No Turning Back
NO TURNING BACK (Marie Claire D'Ubaldo) When you called, I was sleeping when you called, I was dreaming I was walking in a garden I was talking with eucalyptus When you called, I was crying when you called, I was dying joy and sadness are the same anger and love are both from pain The sky turns from blood red to black on this road there's no turning back The last time I saw you you kissed me the last time I saw you we made love can't remember when I last saw you maybe I wasn't even born If my heart stops, it's beating in the dark of the evening carry me in the simplest pine box way away from this violent world
