I don’t stand in the line Hear the wind blow Windows down I will come into life Inform in storm-wise I heard it over the radio That pitch is off the rainbow You kissed me to fatal I can see you in future What’s my name? What’s my state in the mud Feels not the same as before Then explain it How cold is the world When I’m alone Without you How do you feel? I don’t stand in the line Hear the wind blow Windows down I will come into life Inform in storm-wise I heard it over the radio That pitch is off the rainbow You kissed me to fatal I can see you in future
