Where are You my dear?
Why aren’t You near…
So I can hear You laugh.
Why do You hide?
Take me on Your ride,
So I can hear You laugh.
Why do You cry?
Why can’t I scry
Where are You now...
What do You think?
When my ship sinks
Into an ocean of tears.
What can I do?
So again we two
Can be together?
You said:
I need time.
And I said:
Fine.
Let’s play it over again.
The wind is changing,
It is a strange thing,
This phenomenon of Love.
Copyright© Finwaell, 2006-2008.
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Jeeeej... uz si viem predstavit nejaku fantasy baladu s tymto textom...
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este na tovymysli melodiu a mas...ale najprv sa m usis naucit hrat na ruzovej gitare
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dobre si to vystihol -->It is a strange thing,
This phenomenon of Love, len ta basen nemusela byt smutna jooj
This phenomenon of Love, len ta basen nemusela byt smutna jooj
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