What have you seen? What have you felt? Your lips are closed, the curtain's shut And all that we can see is on your sleeve All that we can see is on your sleeve
I know from time to time That hope seems but a foreign land A distance that we cannot reach A language we cannot speak
Your life is hidden in your skin Though not entirely so... Some things can't be kept
And through all the things we'll find out We will hold on tighter to the surface life
I know from time to time That hope seems but a foreign land A distance that we cannot reach A language we cannot speak
Your words, the movement of your eyes The expressions on your face The rush of your walking
And through all the things we'll find out We will hold on tighter to the surface life
With our closed fists, we will feel like We've succeeded again
What have you seen? What have you felt?
Your lips are closed, the curtain's shut All that we can see is on your sleeve... And all that you can see is on my sleeve
I know from time to time That hope seems but a foreign land A distance that we cannot reach A language we cannot speakTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
