Гуру ПесенJeff Buckley - In my arms | Текст песни
Slow birds
No breeze
Iron hearts
Rust in streams
Long march
Small crimes
Soft words
Whisper
It's time to come home - your eyes
To bring back - your charms
To sit real still
In my arms
Clocks tick
Trees pound
Lions roar
On empty streets
Long lists
In black and white
(s h h) red words
That read like the fourth of July
You're home
Uhuh, you're home, in my arms
Jeff Buckley еще тексты
No breeze
Iron hearts
Rust in streams
Long march
Small crimes
Soft words
Whisper
It's time to come home - your eyes
To bring back - your charms
To sit real still
In my arms
Clocks tick
Trees pound
Lions roar
On empty streets
Long lists
In black and white
(s h h) red words
That read like the fourth of July
You're home
Uhuh, you're home, in my arms
Jeff Buckley еще тексты
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