Billboard, back road, meadow Sunset through the trees I can' t remember the faces I've seen Low and mean
High rise, white light, shadows Years in the air I don' t recall all the "why" Or the "where" or "who was there"
Show me the feathers you've found The glass in the ground A comforting sound when the lights are down
Hillside flush with the Sunrise Spring in the air I cant remember a morning so fair, not a care
Show me the feathers you've found The glass in the ground A comforting sound when the lights are down
The birdsong, tugging on my slumber Opens my eyes Slowly I am woken to find Your hand in mine
Show me the feathers you've found The glass in the ground A comforting sound when the lights are down
Billboard, a back road, a meadow Sunset through the trees I cant recall all the faces I've seen So low and mean
The birdsong, tugging on my slumber Opens my eyes Slowly I am woken to find Your hand in mine
Show me the feathers you've found The glass in the ground A comforting sound when the lights are downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
