There's a castle in her heart The walls go up for miles
There's a tower You can see everything But she shows you nothing You can see everything See up to heaven And there's a couch But the TV's somehow wrong Nothing seems to fit Everything that's good is hid
She's the king in Wittgenstein's world She's the king in Wittgenstein's world
There's a castle In her heart Where she keeps everything... Apart The walls go up for miles The walls go up for milesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.