the days turn into nights it all blurs together when you're on my mind every time, waking up under moonlight but you're not there i see angels in the air and nothing's really as it seems i can feel time beckoning
and never knows best whatever comes next i've made up my mind i'll see things through to the end of the line
like a ghost you'll show up in picture tubes radiowaves and cassette tapes that's all any of us are just waves and light shining way too brightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
