..my soul is painted like the wings of butterflies,Fairytails of yesterday will grow,but never die,I can fly my friends..
Lay a whisper on my pillow,
leave the winter on the ground.
I wake up lonely,
there's air of silence in the bedroom
and all around
Touch me now, I close my eyes and dream away.
It must have been love but it's over now.
It must have been love but I lost it somehow.
It must have been love but it's over now.
From the moment we touched, 'til the time had run out.
Make-believing we're together that I'm sheltered by your heart.
But in and outside I've turned to water like a teardrop in your palm.
And it's a hard winters day, I dream away.
It must have been love but it's over now.
It's all that I wanted, now I'm living without.
It must have been love but it's over now,
it's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows
leave the winter on the ground.
I wake up lonely,
there's air of silence in the bedroom
and all around
Touch me now, I close my eyes and dream away.
It must have been love but it's over now.
It must have been love but I lost it somehow.
It must have been love but it's over now.
From the moment we touched, 'til the time had run out.
Make-believing we're together that I'm sheltered by your heart.
But in and outside I've turned to water like a teardrop in your palm.
And it's a hard winters day, I dream away.
It must have been love but it's over now.
It's all that I wanted, now I'm living without.
It must have been love but it's over now,
it's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows
такие песни , под которые и загрузить может , а ?
люди что? извращенцы- сами себя мучать?
Eldalie
Оксаньчик,не могу спорить..)
HoTaPuyC,ЗлойКрыс
Написать здесь текст песни или же просто её прослушать,это значит не только то,что это хорошая песня со смыслом,но и то,что человек нашёл в ней что-то близкое ему,что-то,что его заставляет слушать её вновь и вновь!да,это часто может привести к тому,что это меняет настроение человека..в ту или иную сторону,но без этого..Я,простите,не могу..