5 acessos
What sort of thing carries you across the sun
Dreams surround
I will call heaven
Ever cross the field
In a light it's all that I need to
Move on
On
Everlasting ill reproach
Is it just a state of mind
What sort of thing carries you across the sun
I will call heaven
Ever cross the field
In a light it's all the I need to
Move on
On
Take hold
Everlasting ill reproach
Is it just a state of mind
Lost in a belief
In a warm summer breeze
Yeah I'll go there