Had a dream it was on my ceiling I had a feeling it was in my head If I walk outside every time it's freezing I have to wonder if it wants me dead again
It's not something I can run my hands over
I'm not afraid to walk without a way If I close my eyes I'm scared I'll never get to leave the grey I wanna sleep and never leave my bed And then I won't hesitate to call it my friend againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
