4 acessos
She gives me everything I had been needing
The crazy bit of reason I was looking for
Giving me joy, giving me sorrow
Making me remember there is no tomorrow
The crazy bit of reason I was looking for
Far down on a hill by a bay in the still
Of a cool clear morning she came to me
She didn't say a word, and all that could be heard
Was her breath as it jumbled
The harmony
A morning in June with a pale sinking moon
Hoping and believing it was meant to be
Soft sweet cries and Mediterranean skies
Holding what we knew of infinity