Bruma 歌词

With glass at your back I'll wait inside With flowers in your heart It stays Can you send the sea away? I'll use your hands Can you send the sea away? I'll leave this here These boards hurt my feet Stars are not kind This road is getting old We'll leave Can you send the sea away? I'll use your hands Can you send the sea away? I'll leave this here The roses are gone and I'm not sure we've ever seen them before The salt cleans sores that are not felt for their time with him And it's over He stands with his will In time he'll see the sand And favor the place He let go of the sea Can you send the sea away? I'll use your hands Can you send the sea away? I'll leave this here With glass at your back I'll wait inside This road is getting old We'll sail away We'll sail away We'll sail away We'll sail away We'll sail away We'll sail away We'll sail away We'll sail away We'll sail We'll sail