you can always hear birds morning or night the sun setting or rising outside I wake up with the red the fall's across my face think I'll watch a movie today
summer storms are gone no more blackened skies water boiling on the stove when are you coming home? you could be my monolith we'll put a little machine deep inside your chest & then just like in my dreams we'll always grow older but never really dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
