Go, go to seek and find
What you're hoping for
Come, the treasure is yours
You're running out of time
When morning comes
Your dreams are real
In dewy fields
Your trace is left behind
So very little time
So very little hope
You're looking for someone
While the rain is falling down
Looking,seeking,you are searching for someone
When morning comes
Your dreams are real
In dewy fields
Your trace is left behind, behind
You're crossing dewy fields
You're walking in the woods
There's someone catching up
They're watching over you
Keeping secret your precious thing
Your treasure is your enemy
Bel Canto еще тексты
Оценка текста
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 1