Paroles de From An Airborne
A wicked wind is sweeping throughI'm on a dead end flight
The pines against the fading blue
Standing proud and tall
So tell me are you sleeping
With a ghost tonight
Well, me, I sleep alone
If I sleep at all
Stolen kisses
Won't ever make you rich
Hold on, you're not the only one
To been mistaken for a witch
You left the lucky one
Underneath the willow
Are you really sure
That every good thing has to end
You keep a smoking gun
Underneath your pillow
Are you really sure
That it will serve you as a friend
Stolen kisses etc. And my breath is running low
Well, me, I sleep alone
If I sleep at all
Stolen kisses
Won't ever make you rich
Hold on, you're not the only one
To been mistaken for a witch
You left the lucky one
Underneath the willow
Are you really sure
That every good thing has to end
You keep a smoking gun
Underneath your pillow
Are you really sure
That it will serve you as a friend
Stolen kisses etc. And my breath is running low
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