U.F.O. dalszöveg



Lord, I don't know which way I am going
Which way the river gonna flow
It's just seems that upstream
I keep rowing
Still got such a long way to go
Still got such a long way to go

Then that light, it's your eye
I move, I swim
And find somewhere the streets are made with gold
But it's fly, split the skies
But that's all right
sometimes, sunlight
I'm streaming through the holes


Kűldve: citruswind Péntek, 28/10/2011 - 20:18
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