Tekster: Matt Nathanson. Other. Wings.
She said, "Lately, fallings been
easy on me..a lot like breathing used to be
and call me crazy, but I was thinking
maybe you'd be waiting on the ground
to come and catch me
and you come around here
you open up your wings
and I'm drowning
you open up your wings
and I'm gone"
She said, "Maybe you're all the same
you say you'll never leave
until you're gone again
and little pieces fall away
and I am left the fool
clobbered and clumsy and slowly fading
and you come around here
you open up your wings
and I'm drowning
you open up your wings
and I'm gone"
Still Waiting For Spring
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