Вершы: Micky Green. R&b.
We've come a long way my
baby
From where we grew to where
we stew it's the same feeling
I love you stronger than any
force
You're my white horse
got me feeling for you
between red and blue
I wanted an incredible love
You were the one that I
dreamt of
And it started out like in a
dream
But its a painfully slow
fantasy
There are no reasons for
secrets
There are no room for regrets
I want to give you everything
I can
I want to give you everything
I am
See if we built this all on
lust
It would have already fucked
up
Got me feeling for you
between red and blue.
I wanted an incredible love
You were the one that I
dreamts of
And its started out like in a
dream
But its a painfully slow
fantasy
And now I see it won't come
real
This is only how we feel...
We have the strength to make
the lenght
But you prefer to sit on the
bench...
How can I let myself get so
affected ?
Why should I give when I
should neglect it
How come it turned out to be
just like how we didn't want?
(Grazie a merry per questo testo)
baby
From where we grew to where
we stew it's the same feeling
I love you stronger than any
force
You're my white horse
got me feeling for you
between red and blue
I wanted an incredible love
You were the one that I
dreamt of
And it started out like in a
dream
But its a painfully slow
fantasy
There are no reasons for
secrets
There are no room for regrets
I want to give you everything
I can
I want to give you everything
I am
See if we built this all on
lust
It would have already fucked
up
Got me feeling for you
between red and blue.
I wanted an incredible love
You were the one that I
dreamts of
And its started out like in a
dream
But its a painfully slow
fantasy
And now I see it won't come
real
This is only how we feel...
We have the strength to make
the lenght
But you prefer to sit on the
bench...
How can I let myself get so
affected ?
Why should I give when I
should neglect it
How come it turned out to be
just like how we didn't want?
(Grazie a merry per questo testo)
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