When the hills turn brown and your color leaves
And the only sound is the broken sea
And you're losing ground underneath your feet
Will you stay here with me?
When the hills turn brown and your color leaves
And the only sound is the broken sea
And you're losing ground underneath your feet
Will you stay here with me?
Will you stay here with me?
Will you stay here with me?
When the hills turn brown and your color leaves
And the only sound is the broken sea
And you're losing ground underneath your feet
Will you stay here with me?
When the hills turn brown and your color leaves
And the only sound is the broken sea
And you're losing ground underneath your feet
Will you stay here with me?
Will you stay here with me?
Will you stay here with me?
