3am and 7 blocks away
We can see him sigh
And feel im sway
Speaking out his frozen sympathy
Penning down a sense
He doesn't feel
Stroke his cheek
The man is made of snow
Plain to see his eyes are merely holes
Reaching out
Impatient for the goal
Melt my friend
A warm wind is going to blow
1 | Surfing The Warm Industry |
2 | The Curse Of Being A Girl |
3 | Graceland |
4 | Melpomene |
5 | Kalifornia |
6 | In The Sand |
7 | Lampshade |
8 | The Push |
9 | Czy to milosc czy zabawa |
10 | Miss You |