A time, a place Your smile, displaced By passing slurs And loaded words
Those provocateurs Will never learn
'Cause you know You have only to Cast away the things they say Those charlatans will surely bend and break
The proof: my youth My lies, my truth And every word and every way You try say that you're afraid
Of loneliness 'Cause I'm prone to this, too Baby, you and I have but to realize Our love will get us byTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
