All I wanted comes in colors Vanish everyday I keep these promises these promises
Stranger things will come before you Always out of the way We keep these promises these promises
Can you call it see it coming Just enough to tell a story bout a Portrait of a young girl waiting for a new year
All you ever wanted is it getting away Visions of a feeling the footsteps at bay You were getting stronger memories again Now you're open wider it's better this way
All I wanted comes in colors Vanish everyday I keep these promises these promises
Stranger things will come before you Always out of the way We keep these promises these promises
Won't you write a letter On the page in your own way Write it in a letter On the page it's your own way
You were getting wiser it's better this way Faces in the mirror memories again Now look to a feeling it's lighter than breath All you ever wanted is it getting away
Can you call it see it coming Just enough to tell a story bout a Portrait of a young girl waiting for the ending of an era
Can you call it see it coming Just enough to tell a story bout a Portrait of a young girl waiting for the new yearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
