Текст песни Dust In My Pocket

I don't like your style And i don't like your ways Wipe that crooked smile And folow me into grace It aint over yet no Its about time to begin It aint over yet no no I got dust in my pockets and i'm telling secrets to the wind A frozen season bleeds With everything at stake Flip a coin and see Hold your breathe and wait It aint over yet no A feeling i just can't deny It aint over yet no no I got dust in my pockets and i'm sending wishes to the sky Left right left right breathe It aint over yet no Its about time to begin It aint over yet no no I got dust in my pockets and i'm telling secrets to the wind I got dust in my pockets and i'm telling secrets to the wind I got dust in my pockets and i'm telling secrets to the wind