Fox runs with the lightning Worked its way into an open field Come midnight, we'll all be dreaming It's the owl who owns the evening
Remember when the engine quit? My head against the steering wheel You sparked up, began to grin You and all your silver linings
Desert flowers wait for rain Scattered seeds along the plains Storms will swell, the days will fly I'll love you like the passing time
There's hissing in the underbrush Let's try and not talk too much Promise I won't say a thing It's thе owl who owns the eveningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
