And here it comes, shitty romantic song that I heard on Wednesday... (btw. the video is awful)
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen.
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
The stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain,
Baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
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jeeee, to jsem si pulku me odpovedi k Tvemu komentari mohla usetrit :)
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