Young MOon
March
There was a boyCome from a rain townHe had no love left in his wounded heartHe said one dayThe hurting will fade awayI set out to find loveWhere ever the rain goesComes in like a lion, goes out like a lambLike one sweet kissFirst on the mountain then last on the landIt was March when I met youThere was a girlCome from a rain town She had no love left in her wounded heartShe said one dayThe weather will have to breakI set out to find loveWhere ever the rain goesComes in like a lion, goes out like a lambLike one sweet kissFirst on the mountain then last on the landIt was March when I met you
From Letras Mania