Once I was anothers lover Now I am my own Trying to call myself a brother Living here alone Maybe if you came to see me Wishing I wasn't so blind Sitting here thinking to be free Maybe we'd all change our mind
She is kind and beautiful I am young and strong We have never met each other But it can't be long Oft' I have slept by her window Often I whisper her name And wonder that words in the wind blow Happy that hers are the sameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
