Waiting for warmth Endless the days Argent haze As remedy flows into concealed veins
Where are we to run Our season won't come And everything you have said So far has been wrong
Algidity It's late in evening here The wind dying down The lights are leaning No more sound
Read my lips, love Fill your lungs with words Lest we forget to explore Bring back our revered dreams Our month of May Memories left my heart sore
White giants sleep Along the roads Our dead end tracks In times as vile as these I want us back
City glacier of sordid snow Darkness come in from the street and glides back out again My voice is shifting ever so slow The prints of my fingers sing upon your skinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
