draw the circle draw something out of its shell and if you saw me like this would you never tell can you feel the white wind tugging at your arm and the noiseless crumble of how absent you are
it will go away and it will come right back so i'll tell you the truth nothing completely passes
will we be done with what we've done may we be done with what we've doneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
