Cousteau

Highly

Cousteau


Once you spoke of me 
So highly then 
Now won't even give me 
The light of day 
Seems like you've fallen 
Out of love 
Feels like i'm digging 
My own grave 
And now you've thrown it all away 
And how you've thrown it all away 
A satellite is falling 
From the sky 
And an engine 
Is failing far away 
Everytime you speak 
So badly of 
All the perfect times 
That we did share 
And now you've taken it away 
And how can these 
Memories be saved