Is this a dream? It's not in essence What it used to be Stole the words Of yesterday Turned away Yet felt the same In every face a thing to want When everything is what you can't Love The seed that's sown grows And it rose in the garden The seed that's sown grows A red rose in the garden goes We feel it new soul Of a hollow garden Where nothing could grow Was only stone and coal Is this a life? Tiny leaves Cut on the family knife Stormy words That turn the clock Ticks away Then fakes a stop Like every faith is a mirror above We vanitized the message of loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
