Слова:
Bright Eyes If Winter Ends

I dreamt of a fever One that would cure me of this cold winter set heart Heats melt these frozen tears Burned with reasons as to carry on Into these

I dreamt of a fever, one that would cure me of this cold winter-set heart. With heat to melt these frozen tears, burned with reasons as to carry on. Into

I dreamt of a fever, one that would cure me of this cold winter-set heart. With heat to melt these frozen tears, burned with reasons as to carry on.

, like the sun's just gonna drop ,if it's night you demand? Well in the dark we're just air, so the house might dissolve, once we're gone, who's gonna care, if

like the sun's just gonna drop ,if it's night you demand? Well in the dark we're just air, so the house might dissolve, once we're gone, who's gonna care, if

like the sun's just gonna drop ,if it's night you demand? Well in the dark we're just air, so the house might dissolve, once we're gone, who's gonna care, if