Dress me in scarlet Ribbons and bows so everyone knows I'm hiding a face That hasn't the grace to go free. Dress me in shadows Sad April skies have opened my eyes To the lie that I live And given the river away I'll change these clothes if I want to, and I do I think that I've found out What no-one's about to tell me I think that I've found out I don't wear scarlet well. Waiting before me Poets and painters may say; "When will you stumble our way
Kick off your red shoes and fly now" I'll die for their words if I want to, and I do. Always before me Poets and sages may say; "We've been lamenting your fall And carving it all into stone here And skimming them into the river, just for you..." I think that I've found out What no-one's about to tell me I think that I've found out The place where angels fell from... I think that I've found out I don't wear scarlet well.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
