Stillife - The Wait Тексты

Alone... along the silent streets
Where shadows strangely fall
I smell the rusty burning leaves
I'm waiting for the call

And then I suddenly forget
All that I've kept inside
The sadness and regret
The years left behind

I wait for you to call
I'm searching for relief
But with every drop of rain
I'm loosing my belief
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