Вершы: Sylver. Little Things. Wild Horses.

The strangest faces do appear
I startle when they come to near
but angels have no fear
but angels have no fear

Allthough my quest is justified
my love is stronge an time is tight
you ask me not to fight
you ask me not to fight

Wild horses can't keep me away
my heart keeps longin' for the day
so I just hope and pray
so I just hope and pray