Lyrics & translations of Marina Kaye

In this house i grew up With cozy chairs and broken cups Memories piled up the ceiling Can they tell i am feeling I know this house outside and in But three birds fly upon my skin Lay my head

I hold it in, to turn in up And to guess definitely But tears come fall, like diamond ring I hold it in, to turn in up And to guess definitely But tears come fall, like diamond ring Nothing's