June
Come april, may, we're growing older
won't you make me stay
junes where I belong, this guns for hire
the guns my song
years they come & go, days are happy
the nights so slow
build & build again, we were younger
we were happy then
my song has gone away but I'll be meeting her some day
my song has gone to saty but I'll be meeting her one day
words got in the way, the sound is silent
it's locked away
junes where I belong, the guns were tired
guess I was wrong
my song has gone away but I'll be meeting her some day
my song has gone to saty but I'll be meeting her one day