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#421 Tarja Turnen
Put all your angels on the edge.
Keep all the roses, I'm not dead.
I left a thorn under your bed.
I'm never gone.
Go tell the world I'm still around.
I didn't fly, I'm coming down.
You are the wind, the only sound.
Whisper to my heart when hope is torn apart
And no one can save you.
I walk alone.
By Tarja Turnen
Keep all the roses, I'm not dead.
I left a thorn under your bed.
I'm never gone.
Go tell the world I'm still around.
I didn't fly, I'm coming down.
You are the wind, the only sound.
Whisper to my heart when hope is torn apart
And no one can save you.
I walk alone.
By Tarja Turnen
Boogaloo, Zagreb
23.1. 2012.
Post je objavljen 24.01.2012. u 19:12 sati.