dust of all of your fears And live in the corners of what you believe, what you believe I'd conjure up a second heart to house your sweet pain Love
gather up into the dust of all your fears And live in the corners of what you believe I'd conjure up a second heart To house your sweet pain I'd love
Prijevod: Cree Summer. Slatki bol.
d gather up into the dust of all your fears And live in the corners of what you believe I'd conjure up a second heart To house your sweet pain I'd love
