Maybe Next Year - Two Witches

Autumn’s breath

On loves grave

Lips are cold

Like winter skies

Maybe next year

October knows

When I meet again

The girl named Desire

Desire

Dance with me

Kiss me again

It was the day

When flowers died

And I met the girl

With misty eyes

Maybe next year

October knows

When I meet again

The girl named Desire

Dance with me

Kiss me again

Dancing in the shadows

Dancing in the dark