Once the cloud that's raining Over your head disappears The noise that you'll hear Is the crashing down of hollow years She's not the kind of girl You
stone you're crawling under Is lifted off your shoulders Once the cloud that's raining over your head disappears The noise that you'll hear is the crashing down of hollow years
Traduction: Dream Theater. Années creux (Demo Version).
the cloud that's raining Over your head disappears The noise that you'll hear Is the crashing down of hollow years She's not the kind of girl You hear