...And as it’s fading to a drowsy blue to live in I keep my eyes closed and pretend that I’m still sleeping
there’s a hole when she’s smiling and a fire when she’s sad and a void when she’s glad when I feel how she’s humming how alive she’s inside I only hear how I lied
cosmic comic-strip behind this wall I stay forgiven mirrors cracking clear the view daring me to drown in there and take her with me
From your lips to Gods ears and to the wind....
there’s a hole.....etc
and there’s always a reason yet it’s so hard to tell from this wishing well though these thoughts are colliding I’m left bound by the spell of this wishing well.....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.