Send out the morning birds to sing of the damage Now that the calm's returned, I know I can't manage You're standing in my doorway, though he's asleep in my bed The steady murmur, always in my head..
You're the finest thing that I've done, the hurricane I'll never outrun I could wait around for the dust to still, but I don't believe that it ever will.
And since the roof fell in, I'll lean on what matters Caught in the slightest wind, everything else unravels You're standing in my doorway seven cities ago The days are racing, but you come back too slow..
You're the finest thing that I've done, the hurricane I'll never outrun I could wait around for the dust to still, but I don't believe that it ever will. [x2]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.