اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Your colors are never brighter
Than in the flowing rain
Muscles aching, bodies shaking
I'll never be the same
Time slows down
Still I can't tell
What's gonna to happen
To this body, this shell
Minds are budding in the cosmos
Within our friction of air
Mine stopped a while ago
Still all is fine and fair
What I don't possess devours my view
Why waste time wanting you
Time stops now
still I can't tell
What's going on inside
Your world, you say it's through
It's me that blocks the view
It's me that blocks your view
