Poets of the Fall – Late Goodbye

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Poets of the Fall – Late Goodbye

Your breath hot upon my cheek, and we crossed that line
You made me strong when I was feeling weak, and we crossed that one time
Screaming stop signs, staring wild eyes, keep on flashing, flashing by

And we keep driving into the night
It’s a late goodbye, such a late goodbye

Getting old I know, but I’m feeling strong relevance right now.