2010
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
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Postat av: Anonym
Talking to the songbird yesterday
Flew me to a place not far away
She's a little pilot in my mind
Singing songs of love to pass the time
She's not anyone
A man can never dream these kind of things
Especially when she came and spread her wings
Whispered in my ear the things I'd like
Then she flew away into the night
She's not anyone
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