It’s the sunlight shining in through your window now In the morning, her boots by your bed The warmth of her hand It is summer and everything’s beautiful Still you wish you were dead
There’s no changing Of the seasons in this golden land No leaves turning red on the trees, no bite in the air There’s no darkness in where to rest your weary eyes To rest your weary eyes You gave up drinking You thought things would get better then Colors be brighter, voices be clearer Turns out you were wrong You’re thinking of giving your mom a call Then you remember she’s gone
It’s always sunny here in this golden land And her smile is so warm And so is the touch of her hand If only you could feel it All this beauty surrounding you Still you wish you were deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
