And you said It was like fire around the brim Burning solid Burning thin the burning rim Like stars burning holes right through the dark Flicking fire like saltwater in my eyes You were one inch from the edge of this bed I drag you back a sleepyhead, sleepyhead
They couldn't think of something to say the day you burst With all their lions and all their might and all their thirst They crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin Against the walls against your rules against your skin My beard grew down to the floor and out the doors Of your eyes but go in disguise like a sleepyhead, sleepyheadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
