You and I both know There is nothing more to say Chance has shut her shining eyes And turned her face away
Leaning on the windowsill You could write me someday and I think you will We could see the sadness as a gift and still Feel too heavy to hold
Snow falling I try to keep from calling Watch the spring turn to winter Fireflies all frozen
The seasons go so fast Thinking that this one was gonna last Maybe the question was too much to ask
Been searching for your eyes All I see is blue skies And that old man beats his crooked cane It's time to let go
Leaning on the windowsill You could write me someday and I bet you will We could see the sadness as a gift and still The seasons go so fast Thinking that this one was gonna last Maybe the question was too much to ask
You and I could see Into the same eternity Every second brimming with a majesty
Kiss so sweet, so fine You could hear the music inside my mind And you showed me a place, I'll find Even when I'm old
Just leaning on the windowsill You could write me someday and I hope you will We could see the sadness as a gift and still The seasons go so fast Thinking that this one was gonna last Maybe the question was too much to askTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
