It took just a moment, I felt the shape of her breath cascaded in haze Sealed across my brow, with love I embraced this shoulder to weep on hewn in front of me.
A kiss of it's palm releases from it's clutching fog A shimmering grace of wings pulling away stained glass confusion to reveal in colors
The scythe in my heart was put there to blossom and it pared my center in two Ask me to face the grace of God his love looked nothing like you
A kiss of it's palm releases from it's clutching fog A shimmering grace of wings pulling away stained glass confusion to reveal in colorsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
