Come clean through the waves of debris The mind's eye is first to go So hang onto that number like gold
And get thee back to the old truth July Jones, July Jones 'Cause, baby, there's a lot we don't know
One of the greats on the way, hold on One of the greats on the way, hold on Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like?
Class war, held your hands through your plans But not me, I stayed free Baby, there are worse things to be
So lay free in your faith beside me But lay low, but lay low 'Cause, baby, there's a lot you don't know
One of the greats on the way, hold on One of the greats on the way, hold on Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like? Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like?
Class war, kissed your lips left you stripped To your toes and I know That baby, it's so much to outgrow
So get thee back to the old truth July Jones, July Jones 'Cause baby there's a lot we don't know
One of the greats on the way, hold on One of the greats on the way, hold on Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like? Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like?
One of the greats on the way, hold on One of the greats on the way, hold on Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like? Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like? Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like? Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
