Songtexte

Tales of the old Of the secrets we hold I want to be well Lucky to even feel Love, at all Words run like a race And maybe I spoke to late You try and erase Every memory, every shape But I host them in place Tales of the old Of the secrets we hold I want to be well And maybe I've never feel Love at all Its the song that everyone sings Its the song that everyone sings Its the song that everyone sings Where have I gone And where have you gone Take me back to summer time Endless love and endless wine I want you, I want you Take me back to summer time Endless love and endless wine I want you, I want you
Writer(s): Adam Thomas Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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