Something's coming but I can't see Something's coming but I can't see But I can't see
Drifting through sun-streaked days And wispy nights Of afterthoughts and fireflies Careful now There's no one around
Something's coming but I can't see Something's coming but I can't see But I can't see
Shifty-eyed and sifting through the rubble Who would think a mind could be so muddled? Terrified as terror does it finds me It finds me
Desperately, spiraling... Down
Something's coming but I can't see Something's coming but I can't see But I can't see Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.