In a world of innocence You gave me shelter from the tempest In a tima of hope and joy You always dedicated love to me
Burning bridges everywhere And nobody to declare
House on fire burnt my soul My desire is getting cold
House on fire in my head Sick and tired
Twenty one is much too young For a child without a warning Poorest dream has come alive When you died on a cloudy morning
Burning bridges everywhere And nobody to declare
House on fire burnt my soul My desire is getting cold
House on fire in my head Sick and tired
In a world of innocence When you died on a cloudy morning
Burning bridges everywhere And nobody to declare
House on fire burnt my soul My desire is getting cold
House on fire in my head Sick and tired Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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