becomes so dark And when the wind Does blow against the grain You must follow your heart You must follow your heart When all your friends have come and gone And
life becomes so dark and when the wind does blow against the grain you must follow your heart you must follow your heart when all your friends have come and
Vertaling: City and Colour. Against The Grain.
when life becomes so dark and when the wind does blow against the grain you must follow your heart you must follow your heart when all your friends have come and
lookin' At the tall and golden grain And I start to think of Anna 'cause The colour of her hair was just the same Lord, we sure did have some good times And
