Текст (слова) песни: David Mead - Echoes Of A Heart
Now I`m crossing Broadway towards a rising sun In a waking city I`m a loaded gun I came home tonight to no one
Not a sound, then it starts Something speaks from the dark Not a voice Only echoes of a heart Coming off the ceiling, rolling down the hall Through a vacant feeling like a distant call I hear nothing but the rise and fall Not a sound, then it starts Something speaks from the dark Not a voice Only echoes of a heart Comes around, close and far Deepest place, softest part Not a voice Only echoes of a heart
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