Singers کے بول

I watched their fingers I know all about them and between the sunsets i wait for the singers and now that the day comes we're trapped in a cell now warm lips on my ear tell their secrets from heaven and from the cement fell the boulder in question voices lead the way to higher ground but I, cant imagine what has caught my eye memories and dreams cant dictate what is real, but i tell you everything that i feel sun tell me your secret shout it through the clouds singers are forsaken we are much too loud