Das Weite Land (edit)
π΅ 275 characters
β±οΈ 3:37 duration
π ID: 3891715
π Lyrics
The sky's changing colour...
You're coming home.
You're coming home.
I held these pines high,
Up to the moon.
Left at the harbour,
To sigh and croon.
I felt you flicker,
From distant lands.
Your hidden voice makes me raise my hands.
You're coming home.
You're coming home.
You're coming home.
You're coming home.
I held these pines high,
Up to the moon.
Left at the harbour,
To sigh and croon.
I felt you flicker,
From distant lands.
Your hidden voice makes me raise my hands.
You're coming home.
You're coming home.
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.93] The sky's changing colour...
[00:06.42] You're coming home.
[00:10.93] You're coming home.
[01:13.61] I held these pines high,
[01:17.24] Up to the moon.
[01:19.98] Left at the harbour,
[01:23.50] To sigh and croon.
[01:26.28] I felt you flicker,
[01:29.88] From distant lands.
[01:33.45] Your hidden voice makes me raise my hands.
[03:23.84] You're coming home.
[03:29.29] You're coming home.
[03:32.84]
[00:06.42] You're coming home.
[00:10.93] You're coming home.
[01:13.61] I held these pines high,
[01:17.24] Up to the moon.
[01:19.98] Left at the harbour,
[01:23.50] To sigh and croon.
[01:26.28] I felt you flicker,
[01:29.88] From distant lands.
[01:33.45] Your hidden voice makes me raise my hands.
[03:23.84] You're coming home.
[03:29.29] You're coming home.
[03:32.84]