Two thousand years That's what it's left Time of the angels And the smoking kings Mathematix, please Don't turn up the sun Don't turn up the sun
The truth is like the huddled birds It's a burst in a surface The truth you wouldn't like to know It's neither logic nor intuition Nor intuition
I fed you with my dreams in hope You would teach me to fly I thought that you would teach me to fly
What if the nightmares awake And you dont't know any more clever steps It has become more real than ever before More real than ever
If you ever gonna loose the grip On you faithful disguise When your life stands still If you ever gonna stay for me Would you stay for me? Would you stay for me? Stay for me?
I'm so scared to live by your side So scared to live by tour sideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
