Paroles de AZ

A holy figure at the edge of my bed He leaned in closely and said nothing to me Repeating image of you, when I'm alone I see you calling to me Then I see nothing at all Back to the summer we all drove out to Arizona Back to the heart of it all Back to the summer we all drove out to Arizona Back to the heart of it all A holy vision at the end of my bed She leaned in closely and said nothing to me I was young, felt the sun I had no reason to run I hear you calling to me Then I hear nothing at all Back to the summer we all drove out to Arizona Back to the heart of it all Back to the summer we all drove out to Arizona Back to the heart of it all (Back to the heart of it all) Back to the heart of it all Of it all Back to the heart of it all