CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : A Low

Eyes like a painting
Watching
Unfading
Vacant figures

Fragment of being
Fall into pieces
Stitched together

I hit the bottom
I've got no one to talk to
Days were a problem
Guess in a way
The nights were too
I wish it were simple
It’s hard to describe the point of view
I meant to tell you
I've stumbled down into

A low
A low
A low
A low that I never thought I'd know
But I’m not complaining
You were there waiting
(Waiting for me)
Below
A low
A low
A low that I never thought I'd know
But I'm not complaining
You were there waiting