Woorden:
A Stained Glass Romance

face she says its because the room is so smokey i know its because she wished she had a mother well she had a mother would rather kill herself slowly

sound crazy ...so crazy i know this must sound so crazy but i think that i 've seen you before maybe in a dream dreams can be deceiving maybe in a

translation Of what becomes around me I'm sorry for my fixations My minds a little blurry There is no one else but you Dancing around greatness But never coming near A

the wind, is love a sin? If it is then God, then bring it back again Not a girl that you rate as a fine blind date I need a love mate so I can create