I untied all the rope lines I gathered our things And placed them beside me You never arrived And I got worried You never arrived And I was troubled But you were bound to leave And so I crumbled You should steer The seats are warm in this boat Come on and hurry move your feet
Down the shore that winter had a hold on And we'll pass by For the last time We'll pass by for the last time Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
