5 acessos
Your colors are never brighter
Than in the flowing rain
Muscles aching, bodies shaking
I'll never be the same
Time slows down
Still I can't tell
What's gonna to happen
To this body, this shell
Minds are budding in the cosmos
Within our friction of air
Mine stopped a while ago
Still all is fine and fair
What I don't possess devours my view
Why waste time wanting you
Time stops now
still I can't tell
What's going on inside
Your world, you say it's through
It's me that blocks the view
It's me that blocks your view