Tác giả: Tom Odell
So long
So long living
With these heavy clouds
Following me.
Can't go
Can't go on running
With these muddy roads
Holding my feet.
Need one of these storms
One of these storms
One of these storms
To wash me clean.
So long
I've spent so long
Just living
With these heavy clothes
Upon my skin.
So long
So long thinking
These sleepless nights
They keep me thin.
I need one of these storms
One of these storms
One of these storms
To wash me clean.
I need one of these storms
One of these storms
One of these storms
To wash me clean.;
So long living
With these heavy clouds
Following me.
Can't go
Can't go on running
With these muddy roads
Holding my feet.
Need one of these storms
One of these storms
One of these storms
To wash me clean.
So long
I've spent so long
Just living
With these heavy clothes
Upon my skin.
So long
So long thinking
These sleepless nights
They keep me thin.
I need one of these storms
One of these storms
One of these storms
To wash me clean.
I need one of these storms
One of these storms
One of these storms
To wash me clean.;