He wants to run to the big dark wood He's a lonely boy with frozen hands He looks for love like the crush of the flood He's a spiritual boy with golden ways
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He sips his punch at the gates of love He's a trouble boy with frozen hands He tries to love in the big dark woods He's a special boy with golden ways
At night when it hurts he drinks that mountain gin And he sings to himself tragic and beautiful hymns about loosing your faith about feeling unsafe about loosing your faith about being in a strange place
Quicksands are here you know There are moments when he's low He's a lonely boy with frozen hands And he's lost his god Don't believe anymore He's a spiritual boy with golden ways He looks for love like the crush of the flood He's a spiritual boy with frozen hands
At night when it hurts he drinks that mountain gin And he sings to himself tragic and beautiful hymns about loosing your faith about feeling unsafe about loosing your faith about, about feeling unsafe
He's a lonely boy going to strange places With a funny fate With a funny face With a lonely mind Ì bet alot of you are lonely out there Can you relate to the boy with frozen hands
It's like is walking It's like is running on a on an ice lake And the ice is gonna break At night when it hurts he sings those desert hymns Just for himself, and nobody else He's a lonely boy Listen to the ice breakTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
