21 acessos
I'm tired and it's late
Too late to think of excuses why
I can't see you again
And when you wake up
Will the sun shine down on you
Or will the clouds gather round
And take hold
I can only try
To make things feel all right
When I can stop myself
Wondering about
When I wake up
Will the sun strike me down
Or will clouds gather me up
And find me a home