Three o'clock on a late Sunday morning The candles have burned to their end Found the pictures we've taken And now I'm awaken and sleep's my invisible
Three o'clock on a late Sunday morning The candles have burned to their end Found the pictures we've taken And now I'm awaken and Sleep's my invisible
: Three o'clock on a late Sunday morning The candles have burned to their end Found the pictures we've taken And now I'm awaken and Sleep's my invisible