Broken leaves turn to grass Seasons change into past And leave me be I'll wait till the morning has gone away And turned into dawn
She has come, gone away Turns back time, other days When she screams She takes back the autumn that's turned to grey And whispers in the rain
Wait for the day when we went on the run Wait for the day when they took away the sun Broken glass made to last Cuts my skin, heals so fastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
