The turn of the day When all music fools come out to play Until the drunk turn of night
So many stories to hear So many cheeks to greed And beautiful faces unseen
So many stories to hear So many cheeks to greed And beautiful faces unseen
What they were building, noone could say
Ha, ha, ha... Ha, ha, ha... Ha, ha, ha...
At the turn of the night Real wonder and jugleing lights Until every floor is soaked thru
Crazy behaviours Such noise in our ears Dance orgies
Crazy behaviours Such noise in our ears Dance orgies
A real need to express something But I don't know what it is I want to express And how to express it
Ha, ha, ha... Ha, ha, ha... Ha, ha, ha...
Before this night ends I will mingle and find you Until your hand is in my hand
So much swet and laughter So much electric beats And sparc when you come so sweet
So much swet and laughter So much electric beats And sparc when you come so sweet
Thank you for a loveling evening Thank you for a loveling evening Goodnight, it's been charming
At the turn of the day When the words become syllables Will you remember at this I ask myself that question all the time
At the turn of the day When the words become syllables Will you remember at this ... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
