The Crow

Golden days
Are so far away
There’s a black rain
Up above
Out on the wind
You hear her call
She’s under your skin
And you drift away

She spreads her wings when she’s gonna fly, the crow…
If you make her sing when she’s coming she will let you know

Her frozen hand
Takes your breath away
As she leads your soul
Through the dark
You know that she came
To break your heart
But oh when she moves
You fall in love again

And she spreads her wings when she’s gonna fly, the crow
If you make her sing when she’s coming she will let you know

She spreads her wings and they black out the sun
You won’t her sing and she’ll leave when the damage is done

Cold heart, warm gun, a dying soul
Bright eyes, black soul, she’ll never let you go

And she spreads her wings when she’s gonna fly, the crow…
If you make her sing when she’s coming she will let you know

She spreads her wings and they black out the sun
You won’t her sing and she’ll leave when the damage is done