Ohh. Ohh. If the sky was falling over us. If the ground below was turn to dust. Would you come to me?. Would you come to me?. . If the song it had me overcome.
The river is white. It's tangled and dry. But I still remember you here. Swimming in the middle. . A red bird sings. From the sycamore tree. Some kind of eloquent echo.
If only my feet could fall as fast as a heart does. I would be so long gone. But I'm stuck, stuck under your thumb. . I can't get up. I can't get up, up I can't get up.