Dark Mean
Acoustic
Picked you out Heard your nameTold you mineSeen someone (frames?)And we're made of paintColor smearedAcross the pageCome hereAnd we swirl and danceWith the falling leavesDisguise ourselvesIn the orange, red, yellow, autumn breezeCan you see?I hope we dry slowlyAll we needAll these leavesLike two trees,We don't speakBut I can tell you,That I love youLetras de cancionesAll we needAll these leavesLike two trees,We don't speakI can tell you,...That I love you
From Letras Mania