When my love comes down to meet you When my love comes down to meet again When my love comes down to meet you Yeah, when my love comes down To meet again
Your mouth is a hologram made of spider's bones Your fingers little soldiers drumming on their way back home I thought I saw a thundercloud on the avenue Lightning rattles through the streets, that little storm was you
Oh, when my love comes down to meet you Oh, when my love comes down to meet again
Your skin is like the falling snow, your hair is like the rising sun Yours tongue is like a Kalashnikov or some other foreign gun I see you standing there way down upon the street Marching victorious with your banners of defeat
Oh, when my love comes down to meet you Oh, when my love comes down to meet againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
