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Loving You Was Easier

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 15.11.2012

I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skies
Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when she flies
Turning on the world the way she smiled upon my soul as I lay dying
Healing as the colors in the sunshine and the shadows of your eyes
Waking in the morning to the feeling of your fingers on my skin
Wiping out the traces of the people and the places that I've been
Teaching me that yesterday was something that I never thought of trying
Talking of tomorrow and the money love and time we had to spend
Loving you was easier than anything I'll ever do again

Coming close together with a feeling that I've never known before in my time
You ain't ashamed to be a human or afraid to be a friend
I don't know the answers to the easy way you opened every door to my mind
Dreaming was as easy as believing that it's never gonna end
Loving you was easier than anything I'll ever do again


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