There's a bone in my ear Keeps singing your name Sometimes it's like pleasure Sometimes it's like pain It's a small voice and quiet But I hear it plain There's a bone in my ear Keeps singing your name
In my heart there's a an image Like looking through glass Could be looking at me Could be looking right past I don't like it when I can't tell which is true But I wouldn't trade the world For that picture of you
Moon in the water Cold light in the streets Warmth in your fingers Sweat in your sheets Laid out like an offering Where two currents meet The river is dark But the water is sweet
Wailing on the mountain Smoke on the wind Can't drown out the whisper Or the scent of your skin Don't know where it came from But I know where it came There's a bone in my ear Keeps singing your nameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
