Can't stop thinking ?bout it
It fills me with unease
Out there by the roadside
something's buried
Under sycamore leaves
Wet grounds, late September?
The foliage up the trees
I came upon, this feeling that
someone's lying
Covered by sycamore leaves
And I could never face it
And take a look and see
And I could never break out
And shake its grip on me
bron: Songteksten.nl
Taal: Engels
Thema: Feeling Blue; Reflection; Loss/Grief
Stijl: Contemporary Pop/Rock; Punk/New Wave; Synth Pop
Sfeer: Rousing