Can't stop, thinking 'bout it It fills me with unease Out there by the roadside Someone's lying Covered by sycamore leaves
Wet grounds, late September The foliage of the trees I came upon this feeling that Someone's buried Under sycamore leaves
And I could never face it And I could never see And I could never break out And shake its grip on me
Wet grounds, late September The foliage of the trees I came upon this feeling that Someone's lying Covered by sycamore leaves Covered by sycamore leaves Out there by the roadside Under... sycamore leavesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
