Doves are losing lucky feathers in the sky Appaloosas in the moonlight going blind What a cold world for such a long life Dogs are barking on the record every night
A dream can close its tired eyes An old tear can roll itself away If that's all we lose tonight And the cold goes back in its bones Let those bells ring themselves true
Your aurora borealis turning green Stopped your bitching motorcycle with a tree What's a cold world to butterfly wings Get to know your yellow jacket by the sting
Dreams close their tired eyes Old tears roll themselves away If that's all we lose tonight And the cold goes back in its bones Let those bells ring themselves true True True TrueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
