اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
It wasn't white light that I saw
But a swaying air of cold
Had I seen you I would've forgiven
For not breathing new life into me
Hanging in such
A fragile branch
She'll sit there
For hours at a time
Hanging in such
A fragile branch
The cord will be down
In no time
