Mary Ford
The World Is Waiting for the Sunrise
Dear one the world is waiting for the sunriseEv'ry rose is covered with dewAnd while the world is waiting for the sunriseIn my heart is calling youDear one the world is waiting for the sunriseEvery little rose bud is covered with dewAnd my heart is calling for youThe thrush on high his sleepy mate is callingAnd my heart is calling you
From Letras Mania