Paroles:
Cursive Dorothy Dreams Of Tornadoes

Each year, it gets harder to hear It's getting harder now just to stay in love And now our roots grow deep Beneath these barren streets I have the darkest dreams

Each year, it gets harder to hear It's getting harder now just to stay in love And now our roots grow deep Beneath these barren streets I have the darkest dreams

Each year, it gets harder to hear It's getting harder now just to stay in love And now our roots grow deep Beneath these barren streets I have the darkest dreams