That sound like a jet going by When you send that message call Irrevocably committed To the space between us all
You didn't wanna send it Honesty demands You know that she deserves it Kindness from your hands
Silence on the phone Faded burning lights A dream lays where it's thrown Outgrown, somehow right
There is a lighthouse on the headline Shining against the night And a graceful green-eyed creature Frightened into flight
I am awakе while the world sleeps I can't seem to touch this world I'd sleep while thе world weeps My ship's still, my sails furled My sails furled
That sound like a jet going by When you send that message call Irrevocably committed To the space between us all Between us all
Silence on the phone Faded burning lights A dream lays where it's thrown Outgrown, somehow right
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Compositor: David Van Cortlandt Crosby (Crosby David) (SESAC)Editor: Crozsongs (SESAC)Administração: BMG Silver Songs Us (SESAC)ECAD verificado obra #31308140 em 07/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM