I'm done, looking for feelings They find me, everywhere I walked, into the forest I knew, the dark in her hair
Wind blows, forest floor feathers Windows, from a Buick 6 Hungry, it's foggy in leffinge Guilty, when I look at you
Trees grow, in my subconscious But I, know that they're there Branching, into my spirit Breathing, out through her hair
Couldn't dream, couldn't wake up Over the sea, under the makeup
I need, a piece of me everywhere Don't care, if it's good or a shame Stealing, pieces of innocence Changing, love to a game
Wind blows, forest floor feathers Windows, from a buick six Hungry, it's foggy in leffinge Guilty, when I look at you
Couldn't dream, couldn't wake up Over the sea, under the makeup Melancholy, stuck in the basement It's not a dream, I'm just a strange oneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
