Losing everything The frame on which you hang The comfort The source of pain
Losing everything Enchanted she will bring A glass eye for Moses' sake
He says Wake him up Depart Tell him beside the sea
Moving space is left to take your place Soft colours against the grain
Breathing Atropine Where's light? Don't feelings ring? Feel glass eyes against the Seine
He says Wake him up Depart Tell him beside the seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
