Текст песни K.D. Lang - Season of Hollow Soul
K.D. Lang - Season of Hollow Soul слова песни
(kd lang/Ben Mink)Keen to the shifting of windI bend to it blindTo rid these kisses of sinThat must stay behindSour the fruit of neglectThe core of my doubtDeprived are my veins you infectWith or withoutFate must have a reasonWhy else endure the seasonOf hollow soulThe ground on which we leave onHow strangely fuels the seasonOf hollow soul hollow soulSeed of uprooted chanceare grains of goodbyeWaving boughs so slowly danceQuestioning whyFate must have a reasonWhy else endure the seasonOf hollow soulThe ground on which we leave onHow strangely fuels the seasonOf hollow soulLa la la la ...Fate must have a reasonWhy else endure the seasonOf hollow soul hollow soulFate must have a reasonWhy else endure the seasonOf hollow soulLa la la la ...Fate must have a reasonWhy else endure the seasonOf hollow soulLa la la la ...Fate must have a reasonWhy else endure the seasonOf hollow soul hollow soul