The voice of loss is sighing through the rain And as I turn around nothing's to be found For hours now upon this endless road Is it taking me where I
The voice of loss is sighing through the rain And as I turn around Nothing is to be found For hours now upon this endless road Is it taking me Where I
Prijevod: Velika Roadrunner. Ceste.
The voice of loss is sighing through the rain And as I turn around Nothing is to be found For hours now upon this endless road Is it taking me Where
