Woorden: Venus. Welcome To The Modern Dancehall. Out Of Breath.

While the dawn
Slowly appears
You fall asleep

All you own
Is time that's gone
Burying your fears

While the night
Sadly escapes
You sweetly heal

A cloud of hope
Floats like a dream
You finally breath

The haze has blown
The night has gone
Horses run
Through the fields
See the sun
It has appeared
And now it burns
And I feel free

The haze has blown
The night has gone
Horses run
Through the fields
See the sun
It has appeared
And now it burns
And I feel free

While the dawn
Slowly appears
You fall asleep