Pretty fingers get cold I'm letting them go Tried to discern what feral dogs disclose To an unfettered night Claimed we're killing them slow and taking control The girl from the painting that we stole stands outside Watching cars come and go
Tracks filling with snow Followed them home Wanted to see her for myself this time Where it's too bright to hide Us and Kellie Marie trying to sleep Worried about you worrying about me Thus is the power of the leaf
Found my faith fast returning The bush is burning through the dawn Never consumed or the least discouraged It takes courage falling so far Longed for nights well spent foraging Living off the land of a midnight sun There down in the fields you'll find me toiling I know my work is never doneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
