August Sun کے بول

Long nights Every season has its end But your gold skin Is still warm from the Sun shining Softly you're keeping your words discrete and Honestly I'd rather rain your parade on me but I'll stay quiet now I'll keep my head down Wait, it's over we're safe All the colors Faded when they hit the ground If you could only see them now When the fame gets old I can wait But it's getting cold As you're the siren in the autumn sounds When my August Sun burns for you Cold days seem to have that summer haze I can't wash away Still I try and see if you're okay Wait, it's over we're safe All the colors Faded when they hit the ground If you could only see them now When the fame gets old I can wait But it's getting cold As you're the siren in the autumn sounds When my August Sun burns for you Wait, it's over we're safe All the colors Faded when they hit the ground If you could only see them now When the fame gets old I can wait But it's getting cold As you're the siren in the autumn sounds When my August Sun burns for you