Your baby picture was hiding in a box With taxes, dredges and love notes It's been along time since I peaked inside it My heart is too tender for these things
But what do I do if I try to peer inside? And I find a little picture with your face in frame
These golden frames are burning These golden frames are burning These golden frames are burning These golden frames are burning These golden frames are burning These golden frames are burning These golden frames Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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