The Passing Of The Crow
She stares at herself in the mirror for hours, waiting for something to change
But looks exactly the same
She does her hair and puts on make up, hoping he'll say something
But he won't.
She waits, she cries, she hopes he's coming
Oh god she hopes he's coming.
He never shows.
I'm feeling awake and I'll never close my eyes again
We're tapping our feet in our perfect time, fourteen three
We're bobbing our heads and our hands, c'mon lets dance
It's dark, we can't see in this picture perfect, potent symphony
This is the passing of the crow
I will be on my way home now
Time out, you'll find a perfect love, a perfect wife, a perfect life
Oh it's wonderful, yeah.
It's getting late, the night is over
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(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});Over her shoulder, he's standing there.
He sees her face, tried to avoid this
But she looks gorgeous
He turns and walks away.
I'm feeling awake and I'll never close my eyes again
We're tapping our feet in our perfect time, fourteen three
We're bobbing our heads and our hands, c'mon lets dance
It's dark, we can't see in this picture perfect, potent symphony
This is the passing of the crow
I will be on my way home now
Time out, you'll find a perfect love, a perfect wife, a perfect life
Oh it's wonderful, yeah.
This is passing, wave goodbye [x11]
This is the passing of the crow
I will be on my way home now
Time out, you'll find a perfect love, a perfect wife, a perfect life
Oh it's wonderful, yeah.