Текст песни Whistle - Marc Benjamin , Simon Erics

Travelling the days of cold
I'm afraid I am start to growing old
Steeping in a pile of bones
One day I'll end up here for sure
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Try to figure out what dreams are made of
Let me go, Let me go
I can't take it anymore
Let the raindrops falls down to my heart
Let me go, Let me go
I will find a way I'm sure
When the wind blows in
I'll be whistling

I'll be whistling
When the wind blows in I'll be whistling

Buried in the winter cold
Summer will soon be here for sure
Better step in with a smile
One day I will leave this world behind old life
Let me go, Let me go
I can't take it anymore
Let the raindrops falls down to my heart
Let me go, Let me go
I will find a way I'm sure
When the wind blows in
I'll be whistling

I'll be whistling
When the wind blows in I'll be whistling
Let me go, Let me go
I can't take it anymore
Let the raindrops falls down to my heart
Let me go, Let me go
I will find a way I'm sure
When the wind blows in
I'll be whistling