We touched like watercolour fawns In landscapes painted by Cezanne Like lovers floating painted by Chegall But you and I were you-I then We thought the rush would never end We thought the sky, the sky would never fall We lived we loved we laughed we cried We'll never die, and now I think of you And I change right into Mr Blue You say your lover buys you lace I say he's fine, I like his face I guess you still think love will conquere all I know, but it's not what you think I only hope it stays in sync I only want, I want to wish you wellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
