Lyrics No One - Federico Aubele

Wondering
Who will be next
Who will be first
Sadly listening
To the tuneless cry of the wind

There's no one to save
The day

Take your time
Little by
Little I
Glide down
The stream of your silver screen dream

There's no one to save
The day
No one to save
The day

Your army looks torn
And red
Your soldiers look torn
And red

There's no one to save
The day
There's no one to save
The day

Your soldier look torn
And red
Your army looks torn
And red