There lives in casket
The tiny little man
With needles and threads
Likes to eats caramel
And it’s eaten with kids
Turn on the light
He needs to hide
But there is he lonely lonely
And as always sad songs in a head
But whispers: “Call me, call me”
And silence…
Nobody knows
The tiny little man
Neither a name, nor the size
Tries to find friends again
That have given advice
Turn on the light
He needs to hide
But there is he lonely lonely
And as always sad songs in a head
But whispers: “Call me, call me”
And silence…
LETSFLY еще тексты
Оценка текста
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 1