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The Crow

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Golden days are so far away
There's a black wave up above
Out on the wind you hear a crow
She's under your skin and you drift away

She spreads her wings when she's gonna fly
The crow
If you make her sing when she's coming she will let you know

A frozen hat takes your breath away
As she leads your soul through the dark
You know that she came to break your heart
But when she moves you fall in love again

And she spreads her wings when she's gonna fly
The crow
If you make her sing when she's coming she will let you know

She spreads her wings and they black out the sun
You won't hear her sing and she'll leave when the damage is done

Cold heart, warm gun, a dying soul
Bright eyes, black soul, she'll never let you go

And she spreads her wings when she's gonna fly
The crow
If you make her sing when she's coming she will let you know

She spreads her wings and they black out the sun
You won't hear her sing and she'll leave when the damage is done

Letra enviada por BebeSeeD (Stephanie)

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