Wind upon my shattered skin Words predict a new begin I recall your eyes reflect the skies
Dirt under my tired feet In my hand an empty sheet Words will never save me from your eyes
Speak to me now, tell me a tale Tell me a secret no one knows If I awake, lifting the veil Show me the path that no one dares to go
As if I could see through your disguise I stare into your eyes
I would stand a thousand fights But we're not meant to be I would compose a thousand rhymes To heal the misery When everything turns dark tonight We’re still not meant to be The day in all it’s warming light Can’t heal the misery
Water flows in broken times Covers up our silent crimes Still they are reflected in your eyes
Warm and soft a tender stroke Like a leaf of poison oak Do you know we have to pay the price?
Speak to me now, tell me a tale Tell me a secret no one knows If I awake, lifting the veil Show me the path that no one dares to go
As if I could see through your disguise I stare into your eyes
I would stand a thousand fights But we're not meant to be I would compose a thousand rhymes To heal the misery When everything turns dark tonight We’re still not meant to be The day in all it’s warming light Can’t heal the miseryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
