When I think of you, by tomorrow,
I wonder it takes and I think almost anything,
a little communication, a thing of all,
something from nothing ...
When I think of you, at dawn,
insomnia knows me well because even smells to you my pillow,
is that you and I am happy, muse desired.
Come along with me, love every day you gift my song,
it makes your lack harmony me and my heart,
see next to me, Invent your day and I will make you love,
spare a fresh air, as you want it to by
I love to be...
When I think of you at dawn,
insomnia knows me well because even smells to you my pillow,
I think I am happy with you, without you I am nothing.
Come along with me, love every day you gift my song,
it makes your lack harmony me and my heart.
Come along with me, Invent your day and I will make you love,
spare as fresh air, as you want it sere ...
Come along with me, love every day you gift my song
it makes your lack harmony me and my heart.
Come along with me, Invent your day and I will make you love,
spare a fresh air, as you want it to by ...
Come along with me, love every day ..