S / Sky / Sky In My Pocket
Your heart is a city
Your eyes are a fixture
The mind tells a story
With ten thousand pictures
We stumble upon it
Fell through the ceiling tiles
We drew up a landscape
We climbed down a ladder
Carved out a memory
To follow the pattern
And now on a clear glass wall
I can see my faith
You know it's never too late
Oh, if you're hearing this
I must have made it through
Oh, when the clouds are burned
Open up my window
I see the sky's still blue
A vision is a portrait
A palate of colors
We swim in an ocean
With blindfolded lovers
And now that I've found my side
Oh, I finally realize that it was there the whole time
Oh, if you're hearing this
I must have made it through
Oh, when the clouds are burned
Open up my window
I see the sky's still blue
I see that the sky is still blue
Oh, if you're hearing this
I must have made it through
Oh, when the clouds are burned
Open up my window
I see the sky's still blue
Oh, if you're hearing this
I must have made it through
Oh, if you're hearing this
I see the sky's still blue
Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
|
