Water drenched people Take me in from the rain To a warm kind of heaven Where it's shining again
I've seen some faces Some old and some grey But just like water I let them slip away
And if I tumble And if I tumble
When morning comes I harvest my thoughts They spread like plague I hear them call
The bread in our mouths The dirt on our hands When she calls
And if I tumble And if I tumble
I found a silent dream And heald it for a day But just like water I let it slip away
When morning comes I harvest my thoughts They spread like plague I hear them callTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.