duży lotek wyniki losowania Una Mirada
Under your skin there's something beckoning;
There's something that makes me believe in you.
Behind your eyes, that's where the sacred lies;
You know I need to get through.
Oh here I go again.
Through the undergrowth again;
Feel the earth move, the planets spin
But I can't get through.
It's the spirit in you,
It's the spirit in you,
It's the spirit in you,
That I want to find.
I've seen your face; the one your mother made.
Now let me see what makes you really move.
I know you're sacred, I know it's tender there,
Just let me closer let me get through
There's something that makes me believe in you.
Behind your eyes, that's where the sacred lies;
You know I need to get through.
Oh here I go again.
Through the undergrowth again;
Feel the earth move, the planets spin
But I can't get through.
It's the spirit in you,
It's the spirit in you,
It's the spirit in you,
That I want to find.
I've seen your face; the one your mother made.
Now let me see what makes you really move.
I know you're sacred, I know it's tender there,
Just let me closer let me get through
Don`t be afraid to let the rain come in
Don`t be frightened for your skin
The heart`s as open as it`s
Ever been
It doesn`t beat
Or break or cry
There`s only earth
And grass and sky
Now you stretch beneath the
Beating sun
Within the minute of all time
The grass and trees don`t for a
Second long
Pause to say
Hello goodbye
To where you live
Or when you die
They know nothing about your heart
They know nothing about your heart
Rosie Gordon lies so
Very still
Under the carpet
Of the earth
If this won`t wake you then
duży lotek wyniki losowania Una Mirada
Don`t be frightened for your skin
The heart`s as open as it`s
Ever been
It doesn`t beat
Or break or cry
There`s only earth
And grass and sky
Now you stretch beneath the
Beating sun
Within the minute of all time
The grass and trees don`t for a
Second long
Pause to say
Hello goodbye
To where you live
Or when you die
They know nothing about your heart
They know nothing about your heart
Rosie Gordon lies so
Very still
Under the carpet
Of the earth
If this won`t wake you then