Fall's coming With its rain full of sorrow, Waiting Leaves dancing in Whipped away by the cold wind, Craved
Screaming, Crying, Praying, Silence
Waiting for the tide Leading me to you, my false youth It's time to face all that's left The coldest of the truths As I always tried to
Trust This darkness rising And obscuring the sky Once so bright, now ash in my Eyes, no more sun, Dust, Memories fade, Slips the time Through my fingers
Forget the past Cruel like this Fall I'll regret Cold that will come My soul will fall Waiting for the stormTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
