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I know I ll miss her later
Wish I could bend my love to hate her
Wish I could be her creator
To twist her arms now

She stares up at the stars when
The stars fell from her hair then
I bent down to collect them
And then she was gone

Oh, I sleep just to dream her
I beg the night just to see her
That my only love should be her
Just to lie in her arms

Oh, I came there to find out
Find out she d made up her mind, oh
My arms are all tied up
To me she was blind

This space between us
Where wingless dreams fall earless
Will you not bear me witness
With your back to me now

It seemed so unnerving
Still somehow deserving
That she could hold my heart so tightly
And still not see me here, oh

Oh, I sleep just to dream her
Beg the night just to see her
That my only love should be her
Just to lie in her arms

I know I ll miss her later
Wish I could bend my love to hate her
Wish I could be her creator
To be the light in her eyes

Sam od lat, wśród setek gwiazd
Obco, pusto, skamieniały czas
Śmierć o krok, o tlenu łyk
Nie chcę odejść, pragnę dalej żyć

Ref.
Czekam wciąż, wierzę wciąż
Że może coś się zmieni
Czekam wciąż, wierzę wciąż
W szczęśliwy los

Gwiezdny pył, jedyny świat
Ziemia milczy o miliony lat
Ekran zgasł, zaklęty krąg
Nie znam kursu, dokąd wrócić mam

Ref.
Czekam wciąż,...

...

Garbaty anioł zszedł na ziemię
Powiedział nigdzie stąd nie pójdziecie to więzienie
Choć wierzeń macie zatrzęsienie
Jesteście sami jak swoi na antenie
Od dwóch tysięcy lat porządkujecie świat
Według zasad, w trybie których jest do góry tasak
Przez kraj długi i szeroki
Płyną...

Just another broken heart for snake
Just another broken heart for snake

[Chorus:]
Where is she now
Where is she now

Just another broken heart for snake
Just another broken heart for snake

[Chorus]

Just another broken heart for snake
Just another broken heart for snake

[Chorus]
...

That s why we move in the club and it s alright,
That s why we move to the sound and it s all night,
I wanna see you dance to the groove till the moonlight
Just free yourself free your soul through the movement (x2)

And the beat...

Death be my mistress, guns be my wife
Breath is my witness and roads are my life
Just give my future s clean as a knife
Far on the way from L.A.

The sun heats the saddle, sand in my hair
Looking for water...