Andreas De Angelis
Mitglied
Dark...are the streets of your mind
Love...that´s not your kind
Love comes not from above
Change your heart to love
me
me
Blue...is my ocean,my sky
Blue...is your soul and your eye
Why you don´t move when childrens cry?
Why you don´t move when people die?
Why?
Why?
A Thorn...here in my side
A Rose...use them to hide
Pick me on your way
Cover me all night and day
with love
with love
A Heart...deep in my chest
that you called as the Best
You work without a Net
so take,what you can get
take my heart instead
of yours
of yours
Love...that´s not your kind
Love comes not from above
Change your heart to love
me
me
Blue...is my ocean,my sky
Blue...is your soul and your eye
Why you don´t move when childrens cry?
Why you don´t move when people die?
Why?
Why?
A Thorn...here in my side
A Rose...use them to hide
Pick me on your way
Cover me all night and day
with love
with love
A Heart...deep in my chest
that you called as the Best
You work without a Net
so take,what you can get
take my heart instead
of yours
of yours