We make love, yet love itself we barely know.
We make love, but the meaning of love escapes us.
We make love, yet love itself we barely know.
We touch the fire, yet never learn its glow.
We make love, yet love itself we barely know.
We make love, but the meaning of love escapes us.
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We speak of forever, though time slips through our hands.
We search for meaning on shifting, fragile sands.
I bet it's gonna be your new song. Can almost hear it. Almost :))
RăspundețiȘtergereÎn colaborare cu D.J. Teo, el a venit cu linia melodică la orgă. O sa fie, dar are mult de așteptat.
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