Always gone She's counting on The same old ways to live her life Thoughts spin on Her open arms take hold of anything she finds
She says she's had enough So she's giving up the war She said, it's not enough So she's looking out for more
'Cause maybe today a tree will blossom in the rain Maybe at twentythree she'll find a life again
Maybe all our dreams will be carved in stone Maybe all our dreams will bring life to our bones again
She raises doubts Of pathways out from worries that linger in her mind Without a sound She wonders 'round and comes seek what answers she can't find
'Cause maybe the refugee will throw away his chains And maybe her empty sleeve will wear her heart again
Maybe all our dreams will be carved in stone Maybe all our dreams will bring life to our bones againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
