Folding bed sheets on my own I am the bedouin leader I am the white-mantled king Folding bed sheets on my own I am the one who just said he doesn’t need her I am the one who decides when and if to do anything
In the vast space of my home No one’s left me, I’m just alone So now you’re hanging with that pale, simple crowd You go on do that
I stay here to save the chateau From burning down, falling over, sinking into the swamp
Folding bed sheets on my own I am the bedouin leader I am the white-mantled king Folding bed sheets on my own I am the one who just said he doesn’t need her I am the one who decides when and if to do anything
In the vast space of my home No one’s left me, I’m just alone Sandbox games with that pale, simple crowd You go on do that
I stay here to save the chateau From burning down, falling over, sinking into the swamp I’m here biding my time There will be people in line To praise the things I’ve doneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
