Under black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She's running to stand still
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She's running to stand still
1 comment:
I've always loved U2, although I still prefer their 'older' stuff....
"Without You" being my favourite. You can't ask for more than an Irish boy with a gorgeous voice and the soul of a poet.
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