Lemon
See through in the sunlight
She wore lemon
But never in the daylight
She's gonna make you cry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
And when you're dry
She draws her water from the stone
And I feel
Like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
And I feel
Like I'm holding onto nothing
She wore lemon
To colour in the cold grey night
She had heaven
And she held on so tight
And I feel
Like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel
Like I'm swimming out to her
And these are the days
When our work has come assunder
And these are the days
When we look for something other
She is the dreamer
She's imagination
Through the light projected
he can see himself up close
Post je objavljen 07.01.2006. u 11:47 sati.