اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I don't write 'cause I don't think
I don't have a need to speak
I don't see the bright side, quite as clear
Accolades and happy days
They don't ever last
Stories of courage clouded up with fear
In the broom grass, I would l lie
Glimmer in my eye, the Sun smiled back on me
From victory, I tried
To match eternal light with how I live my life
Of course, I was forced to retreat
From victory, I accept defeat
Waxy green and yellow walls
Outside my windows fall
Covering the light I thought I'd see
Am I sad or am I sick?
What's at the root of it?
Do I throw my hands and quit?
Something tells me, no
In the broom grass, I would l lie
Glimmer in my eye, the Sun smiled back on me
From victory, I tried
To match eternal light with how I live my life
Of course, I was forced to retreat
From victory, I accept defeat
Worries on all sides of my mind
In silence, my darkness is denied
In the broom grass, I would l lie
Glimmer in my eye, the Sun smiled back on me
From victory, I tried
To match eternal light with how I live my life
Of course, I was forced to retreat
And from victory, I accept defeat
From victory, I accept defeat
