Oh, that song is singing Singing in to me Over everything I used to be
Oh, that song is singing Singing into me
Slow and sweet It carries me Carries me Out to sea And swallows me Into the deep And comforts me And comforts me
Oh that weight is lifting Lifting on me It carries me Out to the sea And swallows me And swallows me And swallows me
Into the deep And comforts me And comforts me In, into the deep And comforts me And comforts me And comforts me Breathe up to me Breathe up into me Breathe out through me Breathe into me Oh breathe out through Through me Why don't you breathe in Breathe into me And breathe out Through me
Oh, that song is singing
ResponderEliminarSinging in to me
Over everything
I used to be
Oh, that song is singing
Singing into me
Slow and sweet
It carries me
Carries me
Out to sea
And swallows me
Into the deep
And comforts me
And comforts me
Oh that weight is lifting
Lifting on me
It carries me
Out to the sea
And swallows me
And swallows me
And swallows me
Into the deep
And comforts me
And comforts me
In, into the deep
And comforts me
And comforts me
And comforts me
Breathe up to me
Breathe up into me
Breathe out through me
Breathe into me
Oh breathe out through
Through me
Why don't you breathe in
Breathe into me
And breathe out
Through me
(BREATHE, The Cinematic Orchestra)
It is the springtime of my loving - the second season I am to know
ResponderEliminarYou are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've felt before.
It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that grew so low.
It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.
Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this tune.
Ain't so hard to recognize - These things are clear to all from
time to time.
Talk Talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us...
But I know that I love you so
These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion - I seek the torch we all must hold.
This is the mystery of the quotient - Upon us all a little rain must fall.
The rain song,
Led Zeppelin