The sun bleeds in, Hear the magpies sing for sorrow It makes things better Maybe we´ll get to spread Our wings tomorrow
If luck will let us Can anyone fly into these grey skies? Is there somewhere I´m meant to be?
Sea fog comes like a river Rolls* a stone, it’s rolling me
I missed my turn, In the dark I hear your voice It makes things easy I’ve strayed too far from the road Wish you could always make things easy And I won’t fight through the rising tide If that’s the way it has to be
Sea fog comes like a river Rolls* a stone, it’s rolling me
Sea fog comes like a river Rolls* a stone, it’s rolling me