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 on then she moves

You fall in love again

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 hear her sing

And she’ll leave

When the damage is done

Cold heart

Warm gun

A dying sun

Bright eyes

Black soul

She’ll never let you go

And she spreads her winds

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 hear her sing

And she’ll leave

When the damage is done