Well I can't change that for you I can't change that for you I can't change anything at all
On a windswept day the weather's pouring down It's thrashing on my bones again What are the odds it will pass?
It knocks the wind out of my lungs I'm doubled now Watching all the birds return To their cages made of glass
When you're bleeding inside And peeling away When you're bleeding inside And peeling away Come and find me I was there
But I can't change that for you I can't change that for you I can't change anything at all
No I can't change that for you I can't change that for you I can't change anything at all
When you're bleeding inside And peeling away When you're bleeding inside And peeling away Can you feel the birds return? Can you feel the birds return?
Burn the ashes for America now it seems We're walking on a wire again With a pocket full of dreams
A pile of knives and teeth You're hiding in your skin The revolution starts to spin And the maps will guide you inTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
