You never wanted to be driven on your own I'm feeling [?] with the heart made of stone Do you remember we were walking on the aisles? And digging tunnels in the Northern summer light
I'm sorry brother I don't want to hear your scream I see you burning with the window in between I never needed your help to start a fire It's only feeding our loneliness insideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.