Cold light descending through curtains of dust Torn like the memory of what we wert and what became of us Gone with the Evening when morning stares Gone and forgotten Iike a photograph or the fragments of a dream
Let me know where to find you Give me the chance to find you I'm Lost on my own in this House of Dust Heaven will not receive me Nobody will believe me I'm Lost on my own in this House of Dust
Who tends the garden when I'm not there Who lights the candle through the darkest hours when the world is filled with fear I will remember when you were there sleeping beside me through the darkest hours when the world is bathed in fear
Let me know where to find you Give me the chance to find you I'm Lost on my own in this House of Dust Heaven will not receive me Nobody will believe me I'm Lost on my own in this House of Dust
Let me know where to find you Give me the chance to find you I'm Lost on my own in this House of Dust Heaven will not receive me Nobody will believe me I'm Lost on my own in this House of Dust Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
