Текст песни Thinking of Me - Vyryr

Spend everything you've got
Conceptual spiritual cost
But something is just not right
I can feel it in my thoughts

And you think that its fine
Oh baby its fine
And you think that its fine
Oh baby alright
And you think that it's mine
Oh baby you're mine
All the while we find
Our bond cannot be broken

We're going up
We're going up the stairs
We're going up
And going off the rails
We're going down
And going through the sails
Wind blows through the perceptive

Beckoning the telephone
I've gone on this path too long alone
To think that I've got it wrong to decree
That life's a pleasure thinking of me

And you think that its fine
Oh baby its fine
And you think that its fine
Oh baby alright
And you think that it's mine
Oh baby you're mine
All the while we find
Our bond cannot be broken

We're going up
We're going up the stairs
We're going up
And going off the rails
We're going down
And going through the sails
Wind blows through the perceptive