Clouds roll by Reeling is what they say Or is it just my way? Wind blows by Low light, sidetracked, low light Can't see my tracks Your scent way back
Can I be here all alone? Clear a path to my home Blood runs dry Books and jealousy tell me wrong I will feel calm Voice blows by Low light, car crash, low light Can't wear my mask Your first, my last
Voice blows by Two birds is what they'll see Getting lost upon their way Wind blows by Low light, eye sight, low light I need the light, I'll find my way from wrong What's real, the dream I see
