Kategorie : Pop
It's-it's the rougher rain
They drop in summer again
I can't explain
It comes in waves
Cascades to-
Do you mind if I lay my head here?
On your lap, could you be my boulder?
Laying flat, would you hold me hand and stay awake?
Baby
When it cascades
And things change
When it cascades
And things get in the way
When it cascades
And things change
When it cascades
And things get in the way