Ring the bells Let it in Say softly begin If it feels like the first time, don't let it in Cause it wanders by Like something that could have been
If I were to write this song I could penetrate your ears Would it calm your trembling soul? Would it ease your every fear?
Can we go back to The place where we all used to see through Every thing blinding us? Now you don't understand anything anymore You shiver at the signs You're afraid to show that You're always so willing to know
Could the song solve all our problems? Could it have the strength to heal? Would it cripple and destroy And leave nothing unrevealed?
And might it uproot every lie And force us all to cower Beneath this tremendous weight In the wake of all its power
Can we go back to The place where we all used to see through Every thing blinding us? Now you don't understand anything anymore You shiver at the signs You're afraid to show that You're always so willing to know
Oh, did you know, did you know Did you know better? Don't you know, don't you know Don't you know better? Don't you know, don't you know Don't you know better? Don't you know that
You shiver at the signs You're afraid to show that You're always so willing to know
If I were to write the song That could somehow change the world Would it be a ? A fight to the death? Would it give something to live for? Would it give our final breath? Would it be a lulling opera, sweet as a child's kiss? Would it sound like all the others? Would it sound something like this?
I feel the pastures growing green I feel the waves They come, they come all over me I feel the pastures growing green I feel the waves They're coming over me And everything's all right And everything's all right
I hear the others wondering where I've been I hear my mother She's worried sick And I hear the others wondering where I've been I hear my mother She's worried sick And then she weathers me and holds me to my own She mothers me and keeps me hanging on
But I'll get through this Will you? But I'll get through this Will you? But I'll get through this Will you? I'll get through this
In the Southern, the air will keep you warm In the Western, the air is as dry as a bone In the Southern, the air will keep you warm In the Western, the air is as dry as a bone And I've been wondering about that change And I, I, and I've been wondering about that change
But I'll get through this Will you? But I'll get through this Will you? But I'll get through this Will you? And I'll get through thisTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
