Trace me where I'm heading Cover me with broken blankets Show me things that can't be seen Just like my reflections Close the door So that I won't be
Vertaling: Haard. Downer.
In a car Not her own Owned by someone called her man for all time On her way To a house To a couple she call sir and dear mom She's afraid It's her
Vertaling: Haard. Take A Down.
