Hope Sandoval & the Warm Inventions
She’s In The Wall
In the dark, I see her there
Thoughts of her and devils flared
Is it sound or is it fiction?
All alone, I'm sick with fear
I suppose, it's so lovely to see her
Have the chance to invade my soul
Walking through the hells of dark
Blessing you till kingdom comes
Take me low, hang me down
Hide away from me
Till I'm gone
I suppose, it's so lovely to see her
Have the chance to invade my soul
She's in the wall
She's in the wall
In the dark I sing this song
Thoughts of her and devils swallow
Take me low, hang mе down
Hide away from me
Till I'm gone
I supposе, it's so lovely to see her
Have the chance to invade my soul
She's in the wall
She's in the wall
She's in the wall
She's in the wall
She's in the wall