It becomes night
Cut from the window pane over my bed
Out to the winter trails
And where they have led
I`ve seen a few things going by
And I still wonder why it becomes night
Cut from the riverbank is where you have bled
Out to the logging trails
and where they have led
Cut from the window pane over my bed
Out to the winter trails
And where they have led
I`ve seen a few things going by
And I still wonder why it becomes night
Cut from the riverbank is where you have bled
Out to the logging trails
and where they have led