I did not see the darkened sky I did not feel the pressure drop I walked down the primrose path I strolled along the garden walk The rain fell and washed away I built on sand I got swept away
I went out and stirred the air (My soup was steeped in strange ideas) I breathed in I breathed out I breathed in I breathed out The rain fell and washed away I built on sand I got swept away
I went out and looked around I went out And I came back I walked down the primrose path I strolled along the garden walk The rain fell and washed away My bed of sand got swept awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
