Melic in the naked, knew a lake and drew the lofts for page
Hurdle all the waitings up, but know it wasn't wedded love, why?
Four long minutes end, and it was over, it'd all be back
And the frost took up the eyes
Melic in the naked, knew a lake and drew the lofts for page
Hurdle all the waitings up, but know it wasn't wedded love, why?
Four long minutes end, and it was over, it'd all be back
And the frost took up the eyes
Phil:
Phil: