We told our king to meet us We'd wait there in the rain He had a lot to give for us Had a lot to sing, to sing
Tables full of promises Promised for a tale So we told for our lives Obeyed to his will, his will
Rosen rosebud, Rosy, Rosy mine Rosen rosebud, Rosy, Rosy mine Try to catch the scream, the scream of the butterfly
Rosen rosebud, Rosy, Rosy mine Try to catch the scream, the scream of the butterfly
While waiting He caught us by surprise He gave away our promises Full of butterflies
Will you come It hurts there in the rain You have lots of burning castles We have a burning will
I can see you downstairs, hiding in the darkness Wheezing miserably in anxiety
I cannot see, I cannot see
I'm shivering, freezing Suffering, bleeding I'm whispering, crying My silent screamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
