I think you should know, this marble is gold The corridors clear and the walls are alive I think you should know, the sky is a liar and the trees are
have a thing in common this was meant to be You close my eyes and soothe my ears You heal my wounds and dry my tears On the inside of this marble house
row, all around town There's been a row of lovers Who never go around town, say what they want Do all the things we never should have Go to the house
have a thing in common, this was meant to be You close my eyes and soothe my ears You heal my wounds and dry my tears On the inside of this marble house
Traduction: The Knife. Marble House.
