Žodžiai dainai: Wild Nothing. Otras Canciones. Quiet Hours.
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Morning light shines in your bedroom
It calls me in to your arms
For a single moment I have peace
The quiet hours passing by
It's not what I want; it's what I need
The quiet hours fall to pieces
Heaven isn't where you thought
The dream is dying, fading fast now
The quiet hours gone at last
It's not what I want; it's what I need
Morning light shines in your bedroom
It calls me in to your arms
For a single moment I have peace
The quiet hours passing by
It's not what I want; it's what I need
The quiet hours fall to pieces
Heaven isn't where you thought
The dream is dying, fading fast now
The quiet hours gone at last
It's not what I want; it's what I need
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