Iwan Rheon Follow me текст песни, слова песни Follow me Iwan Rheon
Iwan Rheon - Follow me
With your handful of wild flowers on the road to hell
«Follow me», you say, «hold my hand,
Follow me to this righteous land»
Set off tomorrow on the road to hell
With a picture in your pocket of the wishing well
«Follow me», you say, «hold my hand,
Follow me to this righteous land
Where all your fears are in your eyes
All your foes are on your side»
Well I set off this morning with your «thank you, sweet»
For the slither of alcohol to ground my fear
«Follow me» now I understand
«Follow me, won't you hold my hand»
Cause there's no point writing fables of how we should be
When the clouds gave condensation and you hand to me
«Follow me» now I understand
«Follow me, my sweet partisan,
When all your fears are in your eyes
All your foes are on your side»
We slipped into the sun on a summer’s day
Left the cave, I still feel I am dreaming away.
You know this morning taste so sweet
Cause the ground beneath my feet and the air I breathe
Well maybe that’s something we’ll never believe
When all your fears are in your eyes
All your foes are on your side
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