The wind was feeling me, my skin and my senses I could hardly move, but nor did I want to Trying to take care of me, guiding through faces Autumn leafes across my face, blinding me from where I´m going
Carry me away, high above the naked trees I want to fly, a night bird in the autumn skyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.