Besedila: Pixies. Bossanova. Blown Away.

Now the sun is burning in deepest space
That's the way things are
Through a storm I called you it fell each day
I didn't get so far

My words get blown away

My lips are moving if you touch my face
Did you hear my scream?
While we were sleeping I tried to say
Even in my dreams

My words get blown away

Now the sun is burning in deepest space
I didn't get so far