Her Windowsill
She had plants on her windowsill
Every day the sun would warm her still
She had hope they would grow
Bigger than what her future had to hold
Telling her to leave telling her to run
She had plans she would go far
In the light she rose but it was always dark
She had hope she would grow
Bigger than what her future had to hold
Telling her to leave telling her to run
Telling her to leave telling her to run
But she’s hurting
And I’ll wait for you
She had plants on her windowsill
But we’re
Telling her to leave telling her to run
Na sua janela
Ela tinha plantas na sua janela
Todo dia o sol as aquecia
Ela tinha esperança que elas cresceriam
Maiores do que o que o futuro lhe reservava
Dizendo para ela ir embora, dizendo para ela fugir
Ela tinha planos, iria longe
Na luz ela se erguia, mas sempre era escuro
Ela tinha esperança que cresceria
Maiores do que o que o futuro lhe reservava
Dizendo para ela ir embora, dizendo para ela fugir
Dizendo para ela ir embora, dizendo para ela fugir
Mas ela está sofrendo
E eu vou esperar por você
Ela tinha plantas na sua janela
Mas estamos
Dizendo para ela ir embora, dizendo para ela fugir