Voices in the street, footsteps on the concrete Guess I hear just every sound, on the ground
From my window view, I know a color blue That can bite so very hard, the day apart
Picture fresh as water clear Days have passed without you here Street lights dancing on the dark across the park
Waiting for a word from you, waiting for a sign or two Footseps on the city ground, you know the sound
Brother Sparrow, come tomorrow to my window Brother Sparrow, come tomorrow to my windowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
