Ivona Sophia - The morning was late

Ivona Sophia - The morning was late

The morning was late. br I didn’t even have the time to rub my eyes br Already woken by the afternoon wind. br I’m running to you br By the damp edge of the day br Between the dew drops br I spill words from my sleeve br Like magicians pull pigeons br And you sip coffee and don’t even glance br At how the sky above us turns blue.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:35

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