When, whenever Paul Thinks of rain Swallows fall in a wave And tap on his window with their beaks
And when Paul Thinks of snow Soft winds blow 'round his head And his phone rings just once
Late at night Like a bird calling out Wake up Paul, don't be scared Don't believe you're all alone
Wake, wake up Paul Whisper clouds floating by And the seeds falling softly From the branches of the treesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
