And if the snow Buries my My neighborhood And if my parents are crying Then I’ll dig a tunnel From my window to yours Yeah, a tunnel From my window to yours
You climb out the chimney And meet me in the middle The middle of the town And since there’s no one else around We let our hair grow long And forget all we used to know Then our skin gets thicker From living out in the snow
You change all the lead Sleepin’ in my head As the day grows dim I hear you sing a golden hymn
Then we tried to name our babies But we forgot all the names that The names we used to know But sometimes We remember our bedrooms And our parent’s bedrooms And the bedrooms of our friends Then we think of our parents Well, what ever happened to them?
You change all the lead Sleepin’ in my head to gold As the day grows dim I hear you sing a golden hymn The song I’ve been trying to say
Purify colors, purify my mind Purify colors, purify my mind And spread the ashes of the colors Over this heart of mineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.