duży lotek wyniki losowania Little Old Lady From Pasadena
if you've been hurt and you feel you can't go on, the pain
in your heart is much too strong, it's been there too long-
it's time to let go and to find you someone new,
someone who really cares and will always be there for you
one who will hold you tight morning noon and night,
gently kiss your lips under candle light, give you all you need
love you endlessly for life
if you're looking for love and romance, someone who cares
and understands, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man
baby I'm your man and girl I'll treat you right, hold you tight,
and make sweet love
in your heart is much too strong, it's been there too long-
it's time to let go and to find you someone new,
someone who really cares and will always be there for you
one who will hold you tight morning noon and night,
gently kiss your lips under candle light, give you all you need
love you endlessly for life
if you're looking for love and romance, someone who cares
and understands, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man
baby I'm your man and girl I'll treat you right, hold you tight,
and make sweet love
A clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageles light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
It's ther that my heart is longing
All for the love of you
A painting hangs on an ivy wall
Nestled in the emerald moss
The eyes declare a truce of trust
And then it draws me far away
Where deep in the desert twilight
Sand melts in pools of the sky
When darkness lays her crimson cloak
Your lamps will call me home
And so it's there my homage's due
duży lotek wyniki losowania Little Old Lady From Pasadena
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageles light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
It's ther that my heart is longing
All for the love of you
A painting hangs on an ivy wall
Nestled in the emerald moss
The eyes declare a truce of trust
And then it draws me far away
Where deep in the desert twilight
Sand melts in pools of the sky
When darkness lays her crimson cloak
Your lamps will call me home
And so it's there my homage's due