So, could you declare the things I'm saying? To me those terms won't fade So, will the picture of your mind remain? To me those frames will be Some kind of tenderness in your laughter Some kind of tenderness in your face So, you see a friend behind your shoulder To you those shades won't fade So, will the time you met stick with me? To me those days will be...
So, could you declare the things I'm saying? To me those terms won't fade So, will the picture of your mind remain? To me those frames will be Some kind of tenderness in your laughter Some kind of tenderness in your face So, you see a friend behind your shoulder To you those shades won't fade So, will the time you met stick with me? To me those days will be...
