Fialta
Drafty Rooms
The morning hit our hearts with a pangHere we go againFrigid cold and empty skiesWe breath this but we don't know whyHere we go againYou pack your bagsAnd find my noteYou're flying highI pull back homeIt's cold as hellPacing through the nightCracking brittle fingertipsDrafty rooms inside our homesWinter touching all the woundsSunsets always goForeheads pressed against the glassWe're trapped and buried with the grassSmothered by the snowThe last leaf fallsAnd the frost sets inThe sun gave up'Cause she got so thinLetras de cancionesBut I'm holding on…Cracking brittle fingertipsDrafty rooms inside our homesWinter touching all the woundsWe have time to make mistakes
From Letras Mania