You go running out of sight And picking apart what you had in your mind Well I don't think I'll cross any rivers no more And I don't think I'll climb any mountains no more Made it clear and drew a line, but I used to run when I made it too fine Now I don't think I'll cross any rivers no more I don't think I'll climb any mountains no more
Broke in the backbone, somebody get one I've been throwing you a line I'm gonna pull it back like the rest have Then we'll see if you can fly
When my vision goes fogging up Greyscale blots are blurring out what you are And I picture the place as I saw it before I wanna see the place how I saw it before Holding an unassembled blue kite I tear it up and Pitch it to the dark Head back to the car Meet my friends for lunch, we are all so
Broke in the backbone, somebody get one I've been throwing you a line I'm gonna pull it back like the rest have Then we'll see if you can fly Broke in the backbone, somebody get one I've been throwing you a line I'm gonna pull it back like the rest have Then we'll see if you can flyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
