Cotton Clouds
Quelle: Spotify
Cotton clouds are hanging far high
Nobody ever looks above from here
Since you've been gone
The sun don't shine
The rain strings
Who's going to save me from this hell?
As the wind keeps my eyelids closed
And I don't know anymore
The woman I was
My time is up
I'm falling down
With this heart that's going to
Stay away from you love
Tearing down
Walls around this crowd
If this time I have to surrender
Let all this pain in
To pollute my soul
I'll sit and wait for
This black hour to go
And live my life
And get wise
With this heart that's going to
Stay away from you love
Tearing down
Walls around this crowd
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