With thousand miles of grey stone ground,
With tones of dark cold snowy sky,
With deep low scary lowed sound,
I have some feeling-I must die.
There was one joke-could you ever kill me.
Not serious answer-we will die together.
I hope snow flakes in night will heal you
I saw a dream about our country, had you ever?
I heard you are in love, I hope it’s true
My angel, what more I can want?
If I could sing, I right a song for you.
But im not good at it, so I won’t
I’m near for you, anytime you need it.
Ill leave you only if you will receive me.
I can say it to you thousand times
Do you trust me? I never said you lies…
Words
© Copyright: Веннем, 2006
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