wake up tonight and write down what you saw who bent the trees and who called the cops? what was that field where your whole life swirled like a rodeo flying colors through the heart
you got this notion that time's gonna stop that the winds are gonna change and tell you what you're not but oh everybody's only told you what you're not and you heard too much
so you charter the city and the falling of snow you think you're alive but you know how it goes a moment of beauty till the darkness shows till black mountains grow on these sidewalks you know
and oh there's that notion that time outta stop that the winds are gonna come and tell you what you're not but oh everybody's always telling you what you're not and you heard too much
all of these dreams yeah you wrote them up all of these dreams you wrote them up so when you cry like you do you still know what you ignored you can cry what you want but that floor's still the floor
and hey there's that notion that time's on a slip that the wind's in your hands and the world sees your ship but oh when has the world ever seen you for what you give you seen too much the woman i belong toTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.