Слова:
Oren Lavie

Words we had said Grew in my head Colored I thought Send me to bed Lost memories Grew into trees Cover the doors Swallow the key Winters have come

Look at the sky It belonged to a guy That I know And I thought I forgot Long ago Look at the trees Didn?t stop at the top Not for him Used to borrow

Ruby rises at dawn With a sigh and a yawn And a dream lingers on In her dream she?s a swan With a cloud over head Ruby swims out of bed She removes from

Words we had said Grew in my head Colored I thought Send me to bed Lost memories Grew into trees Cover the doors Swallow the key Winters have come

On the opposite side of the sea The opposite side of the day The colors are brighter and glee The people unusually gray On the opposite side of the sun

: Words we had said Grew in my head Colored I thought Send me to bed Lost memories Grew into trees Cover the doors Swallow the key Winters have come

: On the opposite side of the sea The opposite side of the day The colors are brighter and glee The people unusually gray On the opposite side of the

: Ruby rises at dawn With a sigh and a yawn And a dream lingers on In her dream she?s a swan With a cloud over head Ruby swims out of bed She removes

Sun been down for days A pretty flower in a vase A slipper by the fireplace A cello lying in its case Soon she?s down the stairs Her morning elegance