Song | Things That Make the Morning |
Artist | The Little Flames |
Album | Goodbye Little Rose |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Fragile you, | |
Blind and grey, | |
Showed up once | |
Then hid away. | |
Saw the sun, | |
Saw the sky, | |
And how the sunlight | |
Burned your eyes. | |
Fled from the day, | |
Hiding away. | |
Dig so deep, | |
Bury all | |
The things that make | |
The morning call. | |
All the same | |
Day will break, | |
And you deny | |
The sky you crave. | |
Your walls are so high | |
To block out the sky |