I still see Elisa She keeps on returning As breathless, young as ever
I still see Elisa And still feel the yearning To hold her against me again
Her heart was made of holidays Her smile was made of dawn Her laughter was an April song That echoes on and on
Since I saw Elisa The shadows are falling And winter is calling above But I still see Elisa
Whenever I dream of love Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |