If there's no other way To show you my love Then I'll slit my throat Donate my most precious organ to you Still beating and bleeding I'll watch as you Turn it around Read all the things I'm too choked up to say As your hands become stained With the sleep I've lost just thinking of you When you're done we can plant it by the light of the moon And as it grows we'll admire the blossoms of my bleeding heartTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
