Текст песни
Let it flower.
Nothing to prove, nowhere to go,
Only the hush we already know.
Stay till the last train leaves the square.
Let the morning find us sitting here.
No promise needed, no grand design,
Just your hand resting close to mine.
Your coat is folded on the chair.
And I am glad you're still here.
Nothing to prove, nowhere to go,
Only the hush we already know.
Stay till the last train leaves the square.
Let the morning find us sitting here.
No promise needed, no grand design,
Just your hand resting close to mine.
Your coat is folded on the chair.
And I am glad you're still here.