Walk a mile, then walk another mile
When you hit the fog rehearse your smile
Underground, it?s quiet underground
Rolling in like thunder makes no sound
Peace of mind and empty all the time
Like sand under the snow, I make you mine
FogWalk a mile, then walk another mile When you hit the fog rehearse your smile Underground, it?s quiet underground Rolling in like thunder makes no sound Peace of mind and empty all the time Like sand under the snow, I make you mine |