Morning now waits for me All along it was me who changed Morning now waits Morning now waits for me What I have to gain Does not matter If what I give
All along it was me who changed morning now waits for me what in have to gain does not matter if what i give is all to you i have seen the stars fall
Traduction: As I Lay Dying. Waits Matin.
: All along it was me who changed morning now waits for me what in have to gain does not matter if what i give is all to you i have seen the stars
All along it was me who changed morning now waits for me what in have to gain does not matter if what i give is all to you i have seen the stars
me who changed Morning now waits for me All along it was me Morning now waits Morning now waits for me What I have to gain does not matter If what I
's washing over me And I don't even mind I don't even mind I don't even mind I don't even mind Woke up in the morning As the lights began to freeze Tried
and I don?t even mind And I know that you?re screaming I can barely hear it The water?s washing over me and I don?t even mind I don?t even mind Woke
childish without the joy I know that I said I would change I know that I haven't changed A shoulder to lean on and then break/embrace I'm barely breathing
; His wife was dying of cold and he was penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead before the empty
no stopping them, until they capping me (naw) Hold the fort down, I.ll be aight, I.ll give you a call in the morn She says there's two up on my floor
and heard its lies I heard the sirens sing their songs I still don't know my way. I wandered as I always did A sphere of darkness followed me As I saw
Let's just wait until the morning" I feel my temperature rising My body explodes I feel like somebody's watching Like I'm not alone I stop dying but
the ground holder in ground I lay down a shrine and I come with the autumn to tear it down orange and brown and I lay a soft down for all the waiting
handful of coal; His wife was dying of cold and he was penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead
destiny As I look up all around me I see the ragged tired and torn I tell them to make ready 'Cause we're not waiting for the morn Ireland I am coming