Watching every motion in my foolish lover’s game On this endless ocean finally lovers know no shame Turning and returning to some secret place inside Watching in...
Etiket - Film Müziği
All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Their tears are filling up their...
I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the...