One thousand times, I see your face again I touch the old wound in the end of your pink heart Said one of the passengers A thing that one is looking for is already there In my words, in worlds
But all things change now Never sure to lie awake, lake reflect I want to sleep cuddling with you Like green, like a breeze And then I feel breeze, I can breathe Years that seemed telescoped like Time in a dream One is looking for is already there in my worlds
I see a red apple fall from the tree The sky suddenly divide like a lute Delete the poison You know primary instinct Take care The sky suddenly divide Lonesome eyes Please wash the world with a youthful madness Hitch your wagon to a starTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
