when i was just a boy still owl-eyed i liked to drink the rain to taste the sky i tried to count the stars while in my bed to keep the thoughts of monsters from my head
and i believed the stars were wishes i believed the world was good i believed things hid in the dark and that all would turn out just how it should i believed in all your stories i believed you'd never lie i believed if i could climb the trees behind the house, i'd touch the sky
i believed the skies were doorways homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
