Sophie Zelmani - Wait For Cry - Текст песни

If I am your stolen mind


It could get back to you


Don't you think that's right


 


I don't know how hard you held me


There must be a chance you haven't


Fully let go on me


 


If I am your sickness now


I wouldn't be of a kind


That would let you die


 


You haven't really told me yet


So it still must be fifty and fifty


on what I'll get


 


If I am your question now


Could as well be a riddle


That only takes some time


 


Still the days are just passing by


Wait for rain, wait for cry


 


If I am your wood in where you're lost


The trees could crease


For fields that's opening up


 


Still the day is letting me deny


I wait for rain, I wait for cry