Scouts search too far Fall, wait, bright marks forming into "e"s Waiting, watching icebergs melt outside And I am thinking, thinking about going out
Black and red, bi-colored streets I'm wondering where this town ends and the next one begins The roads we follow never end
I wonder when you're alone If you're really as high as a cloud, your heart comes undone I wonder when you're alone If you're really as high as a cloud, your heart comes undone without mend
Scouts search too far Fall, wait, bright marks forming into "e"s Waiting, watching icebergs melt outside And I am thinking, thinking about going outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
