Текст песни Spiritual Beggars - Misty Valley
Spiritual Beggars - Misty Valley слова песни
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 coldcos 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 onPass 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 bonesLike a fairyShe dance so cool on the edgeShe knows meAnd I know herShe wants to show meBut she just walks away