Вершы: In Grey. Above.

The wind was feeling me, my skin and my senses
Trying to take care me, guiding through faces
Autumn leaves across my face, blinding me from where I'm going I could hardly move,
but I didn't want to

Carry me away, high above the naked trees
I want to fly, a night bird in the autumn sky

The wind was feeling me, my skin and my senses
Trying to take care me, guiding through faces
Autumn leaves across my face, blinding me from where I'm going I could hardly move,
but I didn't want to


Carry me away, high above the naked trees
I want to fly, a night bird in the autumn sky

Carry me away, high above the...
Carry me away, high above the...
Carry me away, high above the...