On a lonely street, on a rainy night You belong to me, not to yourself Or somebody else And love is a train that never stops And all of the stations are parts of the course
Surrender of your lips, the torture of your kiss The sweetest sacrifice can open up your eyes When the land of milk and honey ran dry Ever root chasing every shadow At my back I always hear Times when chariots hurry near And at my back I always hear Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
