Bells Of Sweetness - Phillip Boa/The Voodooclub

I remember the days

When we were clowns

We were clowns

We were heroes

We were acting in musicals

And our love was bright as anger

And our love was bright as anger

And our love was bright as anger

L hear the bells of sweetness

In our little village of bright light

Our church was white and ringing

And I hope I hope

The truth lies nowhere near my dreams

And our love was bright as anger

And our love was bright as anger

L hear the bells of sweetness

But our glorious love

Ended up in your lies

And the bells they showed no mercy

But I know they still celebrate so nice

And if not

The sun melt me away

And our love was bright as anger

And our love was bright as anger

And our love was bright as anger

And our love was bright as anger

I hear the bells of sweetness

I can still here the man