Excerpt From 歌词

In her world the sun will never shine Day and night have lost all sense of time Every voice has got a silent face Every name has found a distant place With these lips I kiss her gently Whisper love words to her softly With my hands I pick her flowers Count the minutes and the hours Through my eyes she see's the world Crying, singing, making trouble Loving her is like a storm Rain and lightning then the warm Now instead of living in despair She has found that love was always there Climbing mountains she has never seen Love has now become a spoken dream With these lips I kiss her gently Whisper love words to her softly With my hands I pick her flowers Count the minutes and the hours Through my eyes she see's the world Crying, singing, making trouble Loving her is like a storm Rain and lightning then the warm