[Spoken Word] I watched my favorite show tonight The dance the light does on the sea's ever-shifting surface Golden tunnel beckoning Rosy, I can't come with you, not now No more shimmering path Just an orb hanging above With all its heavenly fire contained in a complete circle I asked my son what it looked like to him "Mars," he said With a glint in his eye "Mars," he said With a glint in his eyeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
