They could wrap their arms around us, we'll defy from burning ashes in this cold. When the stars are at their brightest, their light become our records to get home
The war has settled down, their fading like the sun. Time to draw a line
The hand slept for hours, all these things we have planned for us will unfold. The road is long, but it leads to you. We'll get home
The war has settled down, their fading like the sun. Time to draw a line.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
