La massima espressione della canzone damore nel Novecento. Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him My body turns and yearns for a sleep that wont ever come Its never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder Its never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her Its never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter Its never over, shes the tear that hangs inside my song forever Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun And much too blind to see the damage hes done Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one So Ill wait for you..... and Ill burn Will i ever see your sweet return Oh will I ever learn Oh lover, you shouldve come over cause its not too late
Posted on: Sun, 21 Dec 2014 14:47:43 +0000
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