Мои Ракеты Вверх - Warm Song | Текст песни

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Sometimes I think that there is no love and
There's only pain
With moments of relief
Like your warm
Hand in my pocket
That gives me opportunity to breath
Walk with me and dance on empty street
Drink the rain because it taste like sky
Summer time will come with your footsteps

It's ok
Neverending sorrow
Flows by me
I don't care
If you ever need me
(Follow my whispers)
Sounding in my head

It's ok
Neverending sorrow
Flows by me
I don't care
If you ever need me
(Follow my whispers)
Sounding in my head

Getting and getting away
Getting and getting away
Getting and getting away
Getting and getting away
Getting and getting away
Getting and getting away
Getting and getting away
Getting and getting away