Paroles de Where The Moon Spends His Days
This, My dear, is whereThe 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. (Merci à Laura pour cettes paroles)
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. (Merci à Laura pour cettes paroles)
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