The May Song — текст песни (The Gathering)





I`m waiting for your hands
to fold around my wrist
I`m mellowing in warm grass
And the scent of you I`ve missed

And blue is representing
The draft in my heart
I`m wandering through thin skies
And the transparent air I`ve missed

Pale is my face
You might want to colour
while I breathe

I`m following large drops of rain
With my eyes on the sight of you I`ve missed



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