No, Medusa was not always a gorgon No, my witch isn't always benevolent She used me, an unwitting accomplice On her weapon my fingerprints
How does this happen? How does this happen? How does this happen?
For twenty nine years I've been searching for you Twenty nine years You, a most elusive truth These tattered bits of me I've been piecing For twenty nine years
How does this happen? How does this happen? How does this happen?
So then, Athena wanted revenge She let Poseidon get away with it Just like my own witch almost did Rock tied, ready to drown my marriage
How does this happen? How does this happen? How does this happen?
For twenty nine years I've been searching for you Twenty nine years You, a most elusive truth These tattered bits of me I've been piecing For twenty nine years
(How does this happen?) Walk with me in your bare feet In the sugar sand Time to diffuse Bombs I planted In our bed We can heal with forgiveness In the sugar sand My friend
For twenty nine years I've been searching for you Twenty nine years You, a most elusive truth These tattered bits of me I've been piecing For twenty nine years
These victim tears A song from my past To twenty nine years Yes, we are free at last We can unleash Ourselves from that mast After twenty nine yearsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
