Петр Пустота, 37 - 16 февраля 2015 21:15

Before you slip
into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance
at bliss
another kiss
another kiss

The days are bright
and filled with pain
enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran
was too insane
we'll meet again
we'll meet again

Oh tell me where
your freedom lies
the streets are fields
that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
you'd rather cry
I'd rather fly

The crystal ship is being filled
a thousand girls
a thousand thrills
A million ways
to spend you time
when we get back
I'll drop a line

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