Empty Streets کے بول

Don't pull me down through your sorrow I cannot drown these pitied depths We did not choose to live this way But we must make our own freedom Pull the curtain and let the light shine in Blow the cobwebs from your mind Spring has sprung and we must follow her Leave the winter far behind Cold calling, hang up that call Storm brewing, take shelter in my arms Winds blow through those empty streets Shadows growing, illuminate your mind Death closing, take a different road Winds blow through those empty streets Pull the curtain and let the light shine in Blow the cobwebs from your mind Spring has sprung and we must follow her Leave the winter far behind Winds blow through those empty streets Cold calling, hang up that call Storm brewing, take shelter in my arms Winds blow through those empty streets Shadows growing, illuminate your mind Death closing, take a different road Winds blow through those empty streets Don't pull me down through your sorrow I cannot drown these pitied depths We did not choose to live this way But we must make our own freedom Pull the curtain and let the light shine in Blow the cobwebs from your mind Spring has sprung and we must follow her Leave the winter far behind