In a small far room the bed is set With trinkets all surrounding Yet alone it rests, so dry it sets With souls aside abiding There moves legs warm, and close inside No, no leg braces a hello And pictures on walls where paint is lame Where sinks are friendly running
Reflect, reflect metal cast My toe has long been swollen My knees are blue, my eyes are too My love has not forgotten We'll come, we'll come, oh he will come And make me have a baby Then i foresee we all, us three, Will ride and all together
The hills have eyes, their trees have lives Disjointed like a hero No saga told, no things unfold To make the ride much finer The length is fine, his hand in mine Does someone hear our chatter A lover's laugh, a bleeding calf A dog out in the harborTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
