July Bones
Richard Walters
Letra

In july I burnt all your things
And they glow and the fire still sings
Only a fool would let you go
Only a fool would

I'm down on my knees
For you

Is it right that we can't change?
Do we make the same mistakes?
If only your bones would lie with mine
If only your bones would lie

I'm down on my knees
For you