And you're here, with a storm in your mind, an ocean of words, again, I listen you, but I need another life, a different thing, a different way
And my beautiful hands on your skin are like a child without toys...
...I'M SORRY IF i'M SPECIAL MAN, AND IF MY WORLD IS A TRANSPARENT SPHERE, AND YOU KNOW; I NEED DROPS FOR MY HEART, DROPS OF A PASSIONAL LOGIC, ALL FOR ME...
To play and play, with notes on my life, I go on my street in this way; and the fear is a benevolent lover, an exciting colour, now...
And my beautiful hands on your skin are like a child without toys...
...I'M SORRY IF i'M SPECIAL MAN, AND IF MY WORLD IS A TRANSPARENT SPHERE, AND YOU KNOW; I NEED DROPS FOR MY HEART, DROPS OF A PASSIONAL LOGIC, ALL FOR ME...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.