Paroles de Dark Wood Artist
Something orbits nothing to make you wholeMustn't let me be your artist or I'm gonna make you mine
Trust and let your own two hands draw your body up from grass
Coming out from the dark wood your dark gray
Is just shade to me
What did my artist mean?
When the wet snow tinged your gold hair a dark blue
Did you think of me
The way I dream of you?
Feet took you to the cold walk for four days
A gift I gave: the whole truth
Or a card I played
What did my artist mean?
When the wet snow tinged your gold hair a dark blue
Did you think of me
The way I dream of you?
Feet took you to the cold walk for four days
A gift I gave: the whole truth
Or a card I played
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