Wild Nothing
The Body In Rainfall
Twenty-two hours, left in the day I can hardly watch straight, on my ownAs we're passing the park, the street lamps go darkTell me what you think of me, of meTwenty-two hours, left in the day I sat on the curb at night, I'm displacedBut you can't say no,and I can't say noThe body in rainfall
From Letras Mania