اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Drive without your glasses
To a moonlit path at night
Find an empty canvas shell
No one is in sight
Me off at the ocean
Stare at crashing waves
Thinking of eternity
In the passing
Of these days
Sometime I think
It's all made up
The feathers and the furs
The glance that keeps
You both alive
Can die without a word
So I sit here in my solitude
And write soft poems of love
Wondrin' why it went so fast
Who's got the key to love?
Yeah, I sit here in my solitude
And write soft poems of love
Wondrin' why it went so fast
Who's got the key to love?
