As I become the sorrow The funeral of screams Become the soul of winter Murderer of dreams Into her hands she's crying A death inside The the secrets and the shadows we have to hide
As the sun rises I fall asleep When the sun goes down Why must we wake up
When she looks upon you You'll steal her light And in a dream its raining Into her eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
