Текст (слова) песни: bebo norman - Picture of Things
Deep in the night Far past the point of slumber I was wrapped in a love It was woven fine And it pulled me under
And I, I didn`t want to leave her And I didn`t want to treat her Like the story of my life Just like that night Love was fading fast Leaving me cold inside
And where is that part That houses all my fear And which is the road that I take from here Where is this world, where is this world Where is my seam to find the picture of things
Just down my road in that place Would quickly go by I found, in a world of its own A secret flower
And I didn`t know why But I, I didn`t want to leave it But I knew I couldn`t keep it Somewhere in this desert heart of mine And miles away I`m out of breath And I`m outta my mind
And where is that part That houses all my fear And which is the road that i take from here And where is this world, where is this world Where is my seam to find the picture of things
And I know that time will come And when all the words are said And I know that time will be When I consider my source instead of me So pay no mind No its just feel I guess
I`m just lonley So i`m holding you agian I`m just lonely So i`m holding you again I`m just lonely So i`m holding you again
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