She keeps looking up and says, "The sky is assembling an army." I hold her closer and push her hair out of her face. "There's nothing to fear unless they start shooting." And I remember why this cold was worth your kisses.
"Don't you think it's a pretty night to watch your own breath?" So I open my mouth and blow into the frost to let out all the ghosts.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.