I wandered by a Brookside, I wandered by a mill I couldn't hear the water, the murmuring, it was still Nor the sound of any grasshopper, nor the chirp of any bird But the beating of my own heart was the only sound I heard
I sat beneath the elm tree and watched his long, long shade As it grew so longer, I didn't feel afraid I listened for a footfall, I listened for one word But the beating of my own heart was the only sound I heard The beating of my own heart was the only sound I heard
Silent tears fast flowing, when someone stood behind A hand upon my shoulder, I knew the touch was kind She drew me nearer and nearer, we neither spoke one word But the beating of our own two hearts, was the only sound I heard The beating of our own two hearts, was the only sound I heard The beating of our own two hearts, was the only sound I heard
The only sound I heard The only sound I heard The only sound I heard The only sound I heardTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
