Из альбома: Karmarama
(Browne/Maitland)
Like a holy floor
That you walk over
Like an open sore
Needs to be bandaged
I need you here
Like a little child
Has an open mind
Too near the time
To see the darkness
I need you here
I hoped I'd find
I know it only matters 'till it's gone
Once it's gone
Life goes on