The dawn comes with cold white light Casts the bright daggers of the sun It draws with its shining knife A shape of the ghost I have become
This morning feels colder than before Strange and unfamiliar Something has changed What the night took away The day cannot repay
Forlorn is this scene I built Can I just step down from the stage? Run down and worn broken will cannot repair Can I walk out from this cage?
This morning feels colder than before Strange and unfamiliar Something has changed What the night took away The day cannot repayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
