I came out of the darkness Holding one thing A small white wooden horse I'd been holding inside
And when I'm dead If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive What was wood became alive
In the night the walls disappeared In the day they returned "I want to be a rider like my father" Were the only words I could say
And when I'm dead If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive What was wood became alive
Alive And I fell under A moving piece of sun Freedom
I came out of the darkness Holding one thing I know I have a power I am afraid I may be killed
But when I'm dead If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive What was wood became alive AliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
