Tekst Utworu

When it begins to be spring I hope we'll keep no secrets To ourselves I hung around for a year You're worth two Taken with no right to have you Am I allowed to love you yet I've been an actor on a set Rest your head down on my pillow Tell me it's not over yet I made a wish on a lash Make a name for my own Tender age Put your picture in a frame Made a list Said your name to call you When it begins to be spring I hope we'll keep no secrets to ourselves I made a plan on my hand not too late Whatever we are made to wait for
Writer(s): Lyla Foy-phillips, Oli Deakin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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