מילים לשיר The Bleeding – Left Hand Solution

Trees cut the wounded sky
Of autumn it hangs dead
Clouded in silver
Of autumn it hangs dead Like a voice from within begging me to stay
The same as the one telling me to get away Deep in my heartache
Scattered like leaves lies love?s light
Gather me up
And hold me through the night Like a voice from within begging me to stay
The same as the one telling me to get away Your beauty is a wound in me
Serene in virginity.