20-01-2009 - 23:06:04
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Idol Группа: Moderator Регистрация: 27-11-2007 Listen to: Yorkshire Bleeps and Bass Репутация: 1230
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Here I come to find myself, catch the tide Looking for a peace at the end of the line. Sometimes I cant't help myself, fever's high I'm all at sea and so unwise. I'm so afraid I'll lose your love as times goes by But courage is a fire and a beacon so bright. The sunset biult a memory, our love sign And all at sea we come alive. Will I wash away, turning like a stone? I need a place where I belong, Call a setting sun, to throw me down a rope And take me to a place called home. I close my eyes, I know you're there, love of mine Standing on the shore in a world I design. The sunset fires a lonely flare into the sky And all at sea we say good bye. Will I wash away, turning like a stone? I need a place where I belong. Call a setting sun, to throw me down a rope And take me to a place called home. Looking for a place called home Сообщение отредактировал Victory*na - 13-07-2009 - 23:49:03 |
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