It's not my fault that you won't back down Like when autumn turns and the leaves won't let down To twist and turn under the heel of my feet And let autumn blow to yesterday in the breeze
It's winter now and I feel like Robert Frost If only there was a birch tree to hang upon If only I was a poem sitting silently in the rain And you were a dream, just swimming in its brain
Notre Dame burns today Its beauty is up in flame
Should I begin to count my blessings now? I guess only the Lord must have made me what I am now And you were left just looking at the sky Waiting for shooting stars to wish upon at night
The colour in the wind had nevеr painted the sky so blue You thought you wеre the King, the world must be made for you And I was a Queen, not a pawn in anyone's game And angels heard us sing, "You take away my pain"
Kings and Queens are dust to dust As it all goes up in flame
All that ever there was had an answer in sunrise I just saw the daylight bring burning gum leaves with the tide I have been left alone, please, won't you tell me how I can swim ashore, bring me back to you somehow
You are the sun and I am just the breeze I will walk with you, if you want to walk with me I hope the Lord above notices us again Lord, oh Lord, I don't want anything to change
The shepherds have led their sheep astray And it's all going up in flameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
