Idioma orígen: Anglès
She was standing there by
The Broken Tree
Her hands are all twisted
She was pointing at me
I was dammed by the light coming
Out of her eyes
She spoke with a voice that
Disrupted the sky
She said "walk on over here to
The bitter shade"
I will wrap you in my arms
And you will know you have been saved
Let me sign
Let me sign