歌词
Saturday night
We slowly lose the light
But you are there waiting on the other side
Sunday morning
The water and the tide
They push me through the ground
Like a flower in july
The rhythm is divine
And it circles through your eyes
It's dripping down your thighs
To the ground where i will die
Sunday morning
The water and the tide
They push me through the ground
Like a flower in july
Ooouuh
You pulled me through
The little crack
You filled it up with glue
Ooouuh
Underneath the moon
You wore black
And i was dressed in blue
End.