strange weather
Singer:anna calvi
you wanna think it through
i know that yours was true
cutting white lines in black matter
i see them shinin' through your drunken eyes
carving silver in strange weather
of further lines with hidden dreams
cutting white lines in black matter
i see them shinin' through your drunken eyes
carving silver in strange weather
you wanna think it through
i know that yours was true
cutting white lines in black matter
i see them shinin' through your drunken eyes
they only want me in strange weather
with the blinded heart of black matter
i could hear you through the front door
carving silver in strange weather
you wanna think it through
i know that yours was true