Текст песни Orchid ...And The Cat Turned To Smoke

We smiled and said,
"I'll see you this summer."
-But we both knew it was over.
That's just what you say to someone
Who's dying.
That's just what you say.
This is to ms.
Our hands fit, at least for a while.
I miss the face, I miss the taste.
I'm sorry about it all.