The red light of the sun
Slowly descending
The sky is all I see
It's never ending
We could fly
You and I
On a cloud
Kissing
The wind plays with the leaves
The weather turns colder
But as long as we believe
Love doesn't get older
We could fly
You and I
On a cloud
Kissing
On a journey of the heart
There's so much to see
And when the sky is dark
You´ll be right here
Right here with me
kissing
Monday, 2 de May del 2005
Bliss - Kissing
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