A rooster with a razor Cuts a hole across the sky As light tumbles down from that all seeing eye And I prop myself back up with the friends that I keep All I want from you is to try to get some sleep
And the traffic’s like a symphony at three am Building its crescendo as the working day begins But I just don’t think I can wait For the light of a new day to break I try to close my eyes while the anxious feeling dies Can you save me From desire Oh the sky’s on fire
Oh the sky’s on fire
Oh the sky’s on fire
Oh the sky’s on fireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
