Вершы: Badly Drawn Boy. Have You Fed The Fish?. All Possibilities.
All possibilities
Are landing at my feet
There's nothing I can see
But possibilities
All colors are changing in my eyes
Your hopes are all fading, that will never do
You're seeing the world through cynical eyes
I'm seeing the world through the eyes of somebody new
Oh there's a hope left
There's a dream still in my heart
Look past the answers
There's a chance that there's no rule book for this love
All possibilities
Are landing at my feet
There's nothing I can see
But possibilities
All the colors are changing in my eyes
Your hopes are all fading, that will never do
You're seeing the world through cynical eyes
I'm seeing the world through the eyes of somebody new
Oh there's a hope left
There's a dream still in my heart
Look past the answers
There's a chance that there's no rule book for this love
Are landing at my feet
There's nothing I can see
But possibilities
All colors are changing in my eyes
Your hopes are all fading, that will never do
You're seeing the world through cynical eyes
I'm seeing the world through the eyes of somebody new
Oh there's a hope left
There's a dream still in my heart
Look past the answers
There's a chance that there's no rule book for this love
All possibilities
Are landing at my feet
There's nothing I can see
But possibilities
All the colors are changing in my eyes
Your hopes are all fading, that will never do
You're seeing the world through cynical eyes
I'm seeing the world through the eyes of somebody new
Oh there's a hope left
There's a dream still in my heart
Look past the answers
There's a chance that there's no rule book for this love
Badly Drawn Boy
Have You Fed The Fish?
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