How much can you say With all the time that plagues your tongue
Folding empty hands, Waiting for your chance to run
But how much can you heal If all you know that's real Is what you feel
In this skin and heart and lungs
Morning doesn't lie, Empty as the night before
The last thing you would do Is the first thing you would choose, Reaching for
But what else could you do When then mirror's telling you That all this mess
Is just skin and heart and lungs Just skin and heart and lungs Just skin and heart and lungs Just skin and heart and lungs
I'm just waiting for you I'm still waiting for you I'm just waiting for you I'm still waiting for you
In this skin and heart and lungs In this skin and heart and lungsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
