My hands are too cold Just to keep me going Outside is in and Inside is out
I think of you now And my tears are flowing Today you've lost All the rendeers you got
Can't make money or love can't make money or love I am talking to the stars above
There's frost on my strings And rain in the doorway Let the wind be a blaze Blowing steam from my cup
Do you think of me now? Don't betray what is so right Let the rendeers of love Pick the stars from above
Can't make money or love can't make money or love I am talking to the stars above Can't make money or love can't make money or love I am talking to the stars aboveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
