Her gowns of gossamer With sea blown in her hair Ribbons left undone Skin the color copper She comes without a call And doesn't say a word Looking glass impaired Candidly you watch it Oh! If I don't look there Will I still feel bare will it show my secrets? Oh! If I don't confess Will I have regrets will it shape my future...
She sets a tarot card A fool lies on his face Lost despite his own Compass yielding pocket He can't be guided though To get out of his way He'd just say, Oh If I just dismiss all the strengths I've missed They will fall behind me If I can just ignore all the faults in store I can fool my future Bring me love Love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love, Love
So many restless nights I brought unto myself Ah, preparracion presentra puisance The power lies in that you get just what you give
If I would do my best, no regard for perfect I can bare my deepest If I would do my best, no regard for perfect I can guide my future
I am love Love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love, Love
She flipped the tarot card and bent a smile that said Ah, preparation presentera puissance The world was made for those who can begin again, ahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
