Текст песни SPIRITUAL BEGGARS - Misty Valley
SPIRITUAL BEGGARS - Misty Valley слова песни
Текст песни SPIRITUAL BEGGARS - Misty Valley
Blind illusions, no revolutionstuck in a season of griefdesperations of lifes frustrationsdown to misty valley we sail... you better hold onWhat makes you happy makes me cold( )cos I'm aware of my homeconversations and expectationsdown to misty valley we sail... you better hold onAre you happy now and does a warm breeze rock your soulFeel it comingI hear him calling the cold breeze eating my bonesDeath-destination has no explanationdown to misty valley we sail... you better hold onChorus:Pass the sound of wispersDream awaygot to dream awaygot to make my head breathI can't sit here and moangot to grab my strings of hopetry to make them shineI'm sick and I'm tiredI've found myself grown so oldAnd in my head its this noisethink I'm gonna explode And I sure want toOutside I see that snow has begun to fallAnd it reminds me of youAnd pass the sound of whispersI feel the cold take a grip on my bonesChorus