Fields of gold And all that shines You knew just where to look Yet you did not wish to find Drawn and quartered by the fate of one's own hand Don't need to search for peace When you don't wish to understand
Empty skies leave nothing to hold Like the tears of December Leave you broken and so cold
Within this house of mourning You'll find no doors Upon the floors of the forsaken You choose to walk once more No regrets, you turn and ignore Choose what you see Play the blind man once more
Empty skies leave nothing to hold Like the tears of December Leave you broken and so cold
As you trip inside this home and start to drift So far, so far away As tomorrow walks with the hopes you can't recall As the tears of December, they begin to fall
Empty skies leave nothing to hold Like the tears of December Leave you broken and so coldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
