Paroles de la chanson Blue Sunday / Strange Day par
Today is sunday it's a strange dayBehind the shadow of the sun
blured and innocent visions
kills like a machine gun
I see your face in my own heart
He bleeds to let you out
I hear your voice in the colors of the morning
and your breath tames the night
(baricated windows)
I can't trade the futur
I can draw vision out of my head
Follow the seasons
Breathing the reason