Flocks of geese in Paris skies They come to me with open eyes Dreaming of her and other lives To pass the time waiting for Mara.
And I alone beside her sit There's just a lonely candle lit It casts a glowing over it, Mara.
Green is ember blue is gold A not so different story told Please take my arms They're growing cold, Mara.
Green and silver, they're off to the moon I've lost my way ? she's lost hers too Now that I love what shall I do To pass the time waiting for Mara.
And I alone beside her sit There's just a lonely candle lit It casts a glowing over it, Mara.
Green is ember blue is gold A not so different story told Please take my arms They're growing cold, Mara.
I alone beside her sit There's just a lonely candle lit It casts a glowing over it, Mara.
I alone beside her sit Beautiful There's just a lonely candle lit Beautiful It casts a glowing over it, Mara. Beautiful
Green is ember blue is gold Beautiful A not so different story told Beautiful Please take my arms they're growing cold, Mara. Beautiful
Flocks of geese in Paris skies Beautiful They come to me with open eyes Beautiful They dream of her and other lives, Mara. Beautiful
Green is ember blue is gold Beautiful A not so different story told Beautiful Please take my arms they're growing cold, Mara. Beautiful
Flocks of geese in Paris skies Beautiful They come to me with open eyes Beautiful They dream of her and other lives, Mara. BeautifulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
