اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Words don't come
All the time
The way we feel
The way we slide
The galaxy
Is so dark and wide
Your open arms
Are mine tonight
And I wait
Till the morning after
On my grave
Nothing really matters
Undone
In a thousand places
Undone from you
Undone
The ground is breaking
Undone
And the mind plays tricks on you
Truth is I
Feel you near
A ghost in black
Who disappeared
I put Berlin eyes
In my love A. I
And mirrors on my ceiling
And I wait
Till the morning after
On my grave
Nothing really matters
Undone
In a thousand places
Undone from you
Undone
The ground is breaking
Undone
And the mind plays tricks on you
The mind plays tricks on you
All that I know
Is the way it feels
All that you say
I've heard it all before
Undone
In a thousand places
Undone from you
Undone
The ground is breaking
Undone
And the mind plays tricks on you
Undone Undone Undone
And the mind plays tricks on you
The mind plays tricks on you
