Stones Songtext
von The Ballroom Thieves

There comes a time when we reap what we sew
There comes a time, my dear
There comes a time when we′ll pay for our crimes
There comes a time


Favored by wolves and the things that don't last
I′ll pay the penence for you and your past
Stones we set, and the ones we hold

Love don't sink your teeth so deep
For I am the things I'll be
Love you snake don′t poison me
Fold into my arms, but fold into my arms