Beneath the clouds Across the seasons in the wild Lived a lonely girl With a torn paper bird She was breathing in the frozen wind Singing in the haze And waiting for a fortune teller And missing her father Standing by a river Was a weeping widow There lived an old man Blind and alone He was breathing in the frozen wind Folding flying paper doves Dreaming that one day His Izzy would bring a dove back home Izzy, look around There's a flying swirling bird He's hanging overhead And waiting for your hand But Izzy only say a flying paper crow She ran to the sun And screamed into the wind She was crying so deeply Dreaming of a father bird Breathing so slowly Freezing near a weeping willow AloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
