Moths

Like moths 'round headlights
We're sentenced to burn
Sentenced to burn
Wait for the morning sun
To save us from our dance

Like leaves on the trees
We're waiting for fall
Waiting to fall
Turning red
Purple and gold
Ready to hit the ground
We're floating in the air
Ready to hit the ground
We're floating in the air



Credits
Writer(s): Giuseppe Vallenari
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