TIME FLOATS ON AS I WRITE THESE LETTERS THAT YOU’LL NEVER SEE
STILL EACH ONE’S GONE PLACED IN A BOTTLE SO TIDES THEY MIGHT FOLLOW AND SOMEHOW FIND THEIR WAY TO THEE
WHAT CHILD THIS NIGHT WHOSE WINGS TAKE FLIGHT?
ON EVENING WINDS WHAT DREAMS BEGINS?
EACH DAY BEGETS ITS OWN REGRETS
DO I DARE WAIT OR JOUST WITH FATE?
TIME FLOATS ON AS I WRITE THESE LETTERS THAT YOU’LL NEVER SEE
STILL EACH ONE’S GONE PLACED IN A BOTTLE SO THE TIDES THEY MIGHT FOLLOW AND SOMEHOW FIND THEIR WAY TO THEE Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
