I be the shame you see I'll shut the door behind me The shallows of the sea Are rising up to greet thee Humbleness and all on the bedroom wall Won't be saving this one Not at all You bring those things you brought I put them in their box where All those things must go You'll never know She speaks of sun all up in our hair We close our eyes but we can't get there Open up, put it down Don't get up, don't give upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
