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Weather In Me

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 02.08.2012

I’m drifting back home
On the streets of my town
And nobody knows me
Cause nobody knows you
When you’re feeling down

It’s been such a beautiful sight
But nothing ever turns out alright

I’m walking alone
On my way to your heart
Yeah, nobody loves me
Cause nobody loves you
When you’re falling apart

It’s been such a wonderful high
I almost believed I could fly...

But the weather out here is the weather in me
It’s been raining since I don’t know when
Summer once left me and never came back
It seems such a long time since then
The weather out here is the weather in me
And it’s getting much colder each day
The season has changed and it all turns to grey
Don’t you know, this is the end of the show

Good night all you angels
Let me weep in your arms
No more hurries, no more worries
And no false alarms

It’s been such a beautiful sight
But nothing ever turns out alright

Cause the weather out here is the weather in me
It’s been raining since I don’t know when
Summer once left me and never came back
It seems such a long time since then
The weather out here is the weather in me
And it’s getting much colder each day
The season has changed and it all turns to grey
Don’t you know, this is the end of the show
It’s the end of the show


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