Lyrics
The window glass is getting [.]
All the paints are grey
The lights is barely comming through
My time here must be moving on
And all around the flowers are blooming
Leaves are heavy and the grass is turning
Through the same winter white wash
Trying to bring a smile to your face
Come on now
The table is set for later
And my [.] waiting
But it [.] to bother me to see
[.] but mine to made of glass
And all around the flowers are blooming
Leaves are heavy and the grass is turning
Through the same winter white wash
Trying to bring a smile to your face
Come on now
