Light that comes up on the ceiling My mouth and these arms hold the feeling Even I can't control my nature
If they should come up much before you I would not ever try to capture you Bluebird where you gonna go now?
Lead me to the gallows Where out corner my eye there's something It's pulling me back from nothing
If they should come up much before you I would not ever try to capture you Bluebird where you gonna go now? Scenes change before they are overTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
