Grey storm that you know,
makes you fall down on my lap
Grey storm something is wrong
everything wanted is far gone
Postcards and dolls hold you down
I'll catch you darling
Left your home,
made your bed you have all this songs
Running trough your head you don't know,
but your life's crashing down
Turn down my lucky star
bright as you are you get burned
Soft sounds turn me inside out
like every time leaves would fall
Postcards and dolls hold you down
I'll catch you darling
Left your home,
made your bed you have all this songs
Running trough your head you don't know,
but your life's crashing down
Even thought the moment passed by
Good bye, good night so long for now
You get lost and then
thrown down down down down
But if you could hide beside me
We walk, and we talk so safe and sound
Cause my heart is to young,
but your soul is so hold
And be true I was told by god
