Текст песни Tom McRae — Language of Fools

image_pdfimage_print

I cannot use this language of fools
To communicate with you.
The things that you say
To mark the time of the day
Are calculated to bemuse.

Won't you hide me,
Won't you hold my life,
Let me have this time.
And lie here
While I close my eyes,
Hold me through this night.

One good day
Will smooth the way for another, my love.
Living here things are never so clear
You discover my love

Won't you hide me,
Won't you hold my life,
Let me have this time.
And lie here
While I close my eyes,
Hold me through this night.
Hide me,
Won't you hold my weight,
Hold me through this night.

Оцените текст
( Пока оценок нет )

На данной странице вы найдете слова и текст песни Tom McRae — Language of Fools. Здесь можно прочитать, а также скачать текст песни и распечатать его.

Поделитесь с друзьями
text-pesen.ru