Cold breaks the mirror there Hope beige as paper ware Rope and my father’s scroll I'm open as a bell before the toll
Days upon the lonely pyre of our youth I fell in love with two blue eyes, and that's you She's awake, she cries, we carry on Eyes are closed to see the sun is gone And then the day is done
Child cries for mother's hand, she runs Smoke in the mirror and, these guns Hold me so near again I’m broken as a bell after the war
Days upon the lonely pyre of our youth I fell in love with 2 blue eyes, and that's you She's awake, she cries we carry on Eyes are closed to see the sun is gone And then our day is done
Don’t be long no, don’t be a drifter no, I let the basin fill Don’t be long, don’t be that leftover minute Who we areTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
