Not a thing Dust Blow

Lyrics

  • Song lyrics Redakcja
Not a thing She has to say...
Rise a smile, become Pilate
...Don't receive that common wave...
She goes home, She takes away....

I am over every star you see until I grow inside
Drawing board is under feet
I could never paint the tale I play; a thing is lying so far
So far away, I want to sleep
Mary made tea from her store
...What she thinks about the world
To complicate surround the board
She doesn't know...She wants to draw

I am over every star you see until I grow inside
Drawing board is under feet
I could never paint the tale I play; a thing is lying so far
So far away, I want to sleep




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