Kristian Kostov - 18 | Текст песни

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• Kristian Kostov
• 18

So kiss me where I lay down,
my hands press to your cheeks
A long way from the playground

I have loved you since we were 18
Long before we both thought the same thing
To be loved, to be in love
All I can do is say that these arms were made for holding you
I wanna love like you made me feel
When we were 18

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