I saw a child, upright I tried to walk by his side I calculated, the days passed I lost sight of what I had seen before I wanna give more I wanna give you more I wanna give you more A fake sky, a paper house Itʼs not late to be that child I donʼt believe it to be a sign
But my head so full, full, full of lies You know I worry about You know I worry about the things I donʼt know You know I really want, You know I really want to make, to make right Itʼs not too late to be a child, cause youʼre fading away I was afraid that the days passed and the time is overTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.