Winged Can Songtext
von Nedelle

I must disguise and muffle my sighs
Pour me some wine so all is right
We can′t deny a love with no spine
The higher we fly, the less we hide

How are you faring?
Oh, it's harrowing for me
Stop despairing
Could be windfall at our feet


Come hither, commiserate
Isn′t it strange we feel the same?
Sitting here, we're face to face
Somehow the spell has been erased

How are you faring?
Oh, it's harrowing for me
Stop despairing
Could be windfall at our feet

Staring down at those ink black waves
They could be my far too early grave
Wing it can safely land

How are you faring?
Oh, it′s harrowing for me
Stop despairing
Could be windfall at our feet