歌词
Driving home
Far away
That's the third time this week
That she repeats
Tell to rain
Send us more
Try again please don't stop
Things that I never denied
And ashes will wait
Judging people from above
Things that I never denied
And ashes will wait
Judging people from above
Open 'till late
Wasting makeup
Blinded clothes
Blinded ears, blinded shows
Tire of rain
Standing still
Facing the southern side
Of your clouded hill
Things that I never denied
And ashes will wait
Judging people from above
Things that I never denied
And ashes will wait
Judging people from above
Things that I never denied
And ashes will wait
Judging people from above
Things that I never denied
And ashes will wait
Judging people from above
Written by: Tuya
