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• Artiste: Customs
• Titre: Where The Moon Spends His Days
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This, My dear, is where The starlight ends, my dear I always imagine that It would be like This, my dear, is Godot Should interfere Is this ce point where we should kiss? Or is this just a walk? And this, my love, is where The moon spends his days, My love. I always imagined it to be a Little higher above, my love, Like where the wind blows our Minds, my love. Is this the time for our embrace? Or is this just a walk? This, my love, is where the Clocks buy time, my love. and this, my dear, is where a Fool shows his love, my dear. There. I sad it. It threw a different light on you. Now I get it. It threw different light on you. (Merci à Laura pour cettes paroles)