Oh, carve your name in a tree Or just run your fingers through wet concrete, yeah Leave a mark, a mark worth leaving What's self with, the moment's fleeting Oh, carve your name in a tree Or just run your fingers through wet concrete, yeah Leave a mark, a mark worth leaving What's self with, the moment's fleeting
The sand runs through your fingers It's gone but the feeling lingers
Oh, I've been out in a street Mixed with sleep paralysis I can't scream, no But I can't watch, can't watch them leaving I wake up and wind up leaving
Who knows where these dreams come from I know what I can't become
Hold my hand wherever you are, oh oh Take me there, no matter how far out we'll goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
