Drops hanging on a twig, one by one
Some are silver, calling for your eyes
Some are nothing other than what you don't think they are
Unreaching, they drop
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Drops hanging on a twig, one by one
Some are silver, calling for your eyes
Some are nothing other than what you don't think they are
Unreaching, they drop
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Some are nothing other than what you don't think they are
Unreaching, they drop