These streets are as cold and wet As my eyes, flesh and bones are longing home I was taken out of context And to think you had me not speaking for a month or two But it's not you i know It's just me waiting Waiting for the sun to come out
We are to follow What if i could stand still and get moved
We are to follow We are nothing running blind We are to follow We are so sick of it now We are to follow But im scared to be left behind We are to follow Nothing now
The TV dies more and more for each day And the beauty of your eyes (in my hand) Makes the flashing lights behind me on the wall look even more pale Four o'clock and the sky is getting red And here i am, just me waiting Waiting for the sun to come out
Im throwing myself at you And i'm holding on for dear life Can i scream out of tune in this choir God help me scream
What if i would stand still and get moved By youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
