Stone On The Water
Badly Drawn Boy
Skimmed like a stone on the water
Fall with no trace to lie permanently
Ooh
Into the valley we roam, where we fumble around
Till we find our way home
Yet all we have is an old ball of string
Will it reach to the end of this dark labyrinth
No
Fall with no trace to lie permanently
Ooh
Into the valley we roam, where we fumble around
Till we find our way home
Yet all we have is an old ball of string
Will it reach to the end of this dark labyrinth
No
Izvajalec: Badly Drawn Boy