Blindside - Born

Tekst :

As I stand here watching your worn-out shell
You used it well
I can feel it in the atmosphere somehow
I want to see with your eyes right now
I know you?ve never been this close before
You?ve been feeling homesick for a while
This is the moment you?ve been longing for

The gate is slowly opening more and more
And I?m already missing you
I always thouhgt the walls between
The worlds were bigger was thicker
And I?m already missing you

Inne utwory

  • Invert
  • One mind
  • Act
  • Empty box
  • Coming back to life
  • Sleepwalking
  • Daughter
  • Slow motion
  • Irrelevant thoughts
  • Liberty
  • About a burning fire
  • This shoulder
  • Roads
  • Follow you down
  • Nothing but skin
  • In the air of truth
  • Die buying
  • Losowe utwory

    Sooner or later

    I m gonna get under your skin
    sooner or later
    i ll find the key that lets me in
    sooner or later
    yeah cause you just can t keep me down
    yeah cause you just can t keep me down
    i m gonna take...

    I got the world on a string

    I got the world on a string
    I m sittin on a rainbow
    Got the string around my finger
    What a world, what a life
    I m in love

    I got a song that I sing
    I can make the rain go...

    Mellan vitt och svart

    Vi lovade oss lugn och lycka
    Och ävetyr och glöd
    Vi talade om allt vi tänkte
    Om både lust och nöd
    Nu verkar hela världen stum
    Här sitter vi i varsitt rum

    Mellan vitt och svart
    Där vill jag inte leva
    Vi väljer färgerna
    Vi kan måla om
    Mellan dag...

    Red hot in black

    I met her in a little French cafe
    Legs like a young giraffe
    She was sitting reading Baudelaire
    Not exactly working class
    She had a studio in St. Michel
    Crucifix around her waist
    Che Guevara all over the wall
    She can t stand the sun on her face

    Hey...

    Zmiany

    Jak oddech we śnie,
    jak niebo za dnia
    jak kształty we mgle...zmieniamy się...

    Przestałam się martwić o rzeczy, które nie mają znaczenia...chyba się zmieniam...
    nie słucham już takich słów, od których nic, prócz zwątpienia...chyba się zmieniam...

    Jak oddech we śnie,
    jak niebo za dnia,
    jak kształty we mgle...zmieniamy się

    Unikam...