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Autumn Leaves

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 10.09.2012

Another day another life
Passes by just like mine
It's not complicated

Another mind
Another soul
Another body to grow old
It's not complicated

Do you ever wonder if the stars shine out for you?
Float down
Like autumn leaves
Hush now
Close your eyes before the sleep
And your miles away
And yesterday you were here with me

Another tear
Another cry
Another place for us to die
Its not complicated

Another life that's gone to waste
Another light lost from your face
It's complicated

Is it only wonder or do birds still sing for you?
Float down
Like autumn leaves
Hush now
Close your eyes before the sleep
And your miles away
And yesterday you were here with me

Ooh how I miss you
My symphony places the song that carries you out
Ooh how I miss you
I miss you and I wish you'd stay

Is it any wonder that the stars shine out for you?
Float down
Like autumn leaves
Hush now
Close your eyes before the sleep
And your miles away
And yesterday you were here with me

Float down
Like autumn leaves
Hush now
Close your eyes before the sleep
And your miles away
And yesterday you were here with me

Ooh oh, ooh oh
Ooh oh, ooh oh

Touch down
Like a seven four seven
Stay out and we'll live forever now


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