rush through my veins My hands are cold from holding on to hopes Even ghosts have gone away It's all the same And I am a ghost of great The sea The sand
through my veins My hands are cold from holding on to hopes Even ghosts have gone away It's all the same And I am a ghost of great The sea The sand
Traduzione: Daphne Loves Derby. Questi fantasmi, le mie speranze, la sabbia, il mare.