الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
I cast aside what they demand
I'm not ready to lose
The grip from our gun
To their hand
I hear the signs and watch the streets
They hurt with lights
It can be bright but not as you and I
I contemplate what you defend
By not dancing along
It's the craving from my hands
We walk heavy across the room into the night
And then the silence speaks the truth
I'd circle the moon like I'm turning back time
'Till I walk you out of here one more time
Until I walk you outta here
And I'd circle the moon like I'm turning back time
'Till I walk you out of here one more night
Until I walk you outta here
