It comes from the backwoods of meadows and memories. Sunshine encasted in honey sweet rhymes. That linger so gently in rustic illusions. To whittle your ears to the sound of the times
In every day that passes us by. I can't help the feelin' that you and I. We won't get to see another day together. Looks like bad weather I can see it all there in your eyes. And it comes to me as
In every day that passes us by. I can't help the feelin' that you and I. We won't get to see another day together. Looks like bad weather I can see it all there in your eyes. And it comes to me as
Hoy me siento un poco nublado. Y mi estrella se ha apagado,. Como puedo ver. La alegria en nuestro cuerpo. Sin entrar en tu sagrado santuario. Da la claridad a nuestro sol. Que se nos va la