Echoes to You — текст песни (Dead Moon)

I dont want the hour to fade

I dont want to make the break

I dont want a conversation

With the echos of a dying nation

I just want to spread your wings beneath my sky



I dont want to pale the light

I dont want to lose you twice

I dont want an explanation

Like the echos in the waiting station

I just want to spread your wings beneath my sky



I dont want to forget you

I dont want a perfect blue

I dont want to know the answer

Like the echos of an aging dancer

Just want to spread your wings benesth my sky