Текст песни
Every river in my body still remembers how to rust.
Now the moon hangs like a promise,
Half of it you never gave.
My heart walks barefoot in silence,
Learning how to be brave.
Maybe some loves are just dry rivers,
Beds of stone waiting for the sky.
Maybe our love was only a question whose answer makes you cry.
You are water.
You are wind.
You are sand in my hand.
You are water.
You are smoke.
You are fire in my veins.
Now the moon hangs like a promise,
Half of it you never gave.
My heart walks barefoot in silence,
Learning how to be brave.
Maybe some loves are just dry rivers,
Beds of stone waiting for the sky.
Maybe our love was only a question whose answer makes you cry.
You are water.
You are wind.
You are sand in my hand.
You are water.
You are smoke.
You are fire in my veins.