Teksty piosenek Casualties of Cool

Casualties of Cool

Flight

And So it goes

The Window left open

I find myself drawn

To the evening

Or throw me out

I’m already leaving

Or float me down

To my dreaming

Paint the streets red

With my decision

Feed the pigeons

With my colluded vision

I am beyond all this

I wash my hands of this

This is my request

Wish me the best

This is my request

Wish me the best

Now I’m falling

Now I’m calling

I go

Ave Maria

All we wanted to say

How much I miss you

How much I miss you

All we wanted to say

How bad I miss you

How bad I miss you