الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
You can't see my eyes
You can't see my eyes
They don't see yours
Hear me when I say
They don't mind at all
It's the rain that I hear coming
Not a stranger or a ghost
It's the quiet of a storm approaching
That I fear the most
It's the pain that I hear coming
The slightest crystal tear, drops to the ground
In silence, when my love is near.
Darling, when did you fall? When was it over?
Darling when? When did you fall? When was it over?
It's marching through my door now
