Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Passion Pit. Manners. Folds in Your Hands.

Leave me alone, leave me alone
Leave me alone, I'm fine
I'll be fine until the morning comes
Then unmask me in the blistering sun

Oh, let me go, just let me go
Just let me go
Or I'll burst in front of your eyes
Then collect myself from the ground

And when I go and when I go
Just let me go
Like a light flickering out in the skies
Lost as fast as was found

Every thing's easy when you never have to choose
With the balances shifting, it refers to you
Like the sun and the moon, I will circle you 'til you bloom
I will crush our love, let it burn until I get to you

Lay low
Don't let me know what is real
We'll be quietly following you
Will they take me as their own

Now I will hold you
I will keep you up and show my love
Until it folds in my hands
But I'll build it back to the top

Every thing's easy when you never have to choose
With the balances shifting, it refers to you
Like the sun and the moon, I will circle you 'til you bloom
I will crush our love, let it burn until I get to you

Feel it rain, feel it rain
My love, feel it rain
Feel it rain, feel it rain
My love, feel it rain

Feel it rain, feel it rain
My love, feel it rain
Feel it rain, feel it rain
My love, feel it rain