Turn to Stone Songtext
von Room Full of Walters

Protagonist begins to fall,
Gone are salad days.
Can′t you hear my hue, my cry, my call
You are my feet of clay.
Indulgent parent spoiled child
A role we always play.
Another song for oscar wilde
His pain is my forte.
I want you, i need you this i must confess. the tables are turning now
And it leaves my heart
Full of emptiness,


And the sun turns to rain,
You can turn my heart to stone
And never change.
You can use your clever, clever words,
You can put your feelings
Into terms but you can't hurt me now
Cause i have turn to stone.

There you stand with the upper hand,
Here i fall i lay.
There you stand with the crushing hand, here i stand the man of clay,
I want you i need you,
This i must confess.
The memories are fading now
And it leaves my heart
Full of emptiness

And the sun turns to rain,
You can turn my heart to stone
And never change.
You can use your clever, clever words,
You can put your feelings
Into terms but you can′t hurt me now
Cause i have turn to stone.