Walking on a certain kind of cloud Knowing what you want When your hand points to sky
Mellow houses sway in your backyard The sun shines from your window and it Shines so bright
Walking around in that strawberry light Knowing for sure that you're gonna be fine Drown in the tears of your own bitter life
Slowly hold the hands of fateless time Melt into the stone and Then you'll know
Violence in your heart Leaves when you already know what to say When you're near And you hear The angel’s voices Tonight's divineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
