The Swarm – Calla – letras

Sylvia’s kissing crossesCrying for her motherGuarded by her fatherSwears that She hears voicesI could think of a wayIf I only stayCalm as the day grows dimDream another wish toSleep away tomorrowSaid She’s going home nowHome is what She called itI could think of a wayIf I only still goneAs the day grows dim