Stirring and churning The waters have Chosen me To drown, to have They've had their chance In them, I've been My body full In their hand Blue in what light remains Sitting still in the air Like all the angels I'd seen so far Then they wouldn't Touch me Wouldn't dare shake me Or spin me I know we've met I know they know me And won't forget to drown meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
