February

Текст песни Mineral - February

And the snow falls down melts before it even
Hits the ground and I'm standing here, listening
To the sound of your hand washing back and forth
Across my filthy heart

And I don't know if I should say "I'm sorry" or
"Thank you," I try to speak but the tears choke the words
And I think I finally know what they mean when they
Talk about joy, talk about joy, talk about joy