Giardini Di MirĂ²

The Soft Touch Of Berlin Guitar Falling
So this life is not what I imagined it would be My hopes, my dreams consume, it seems my youth for something better I blink my eye and time flies by and days are gone forever It all comes down to little things that sparkle colours bright It all comes down to pleasures found that fill my dreams at night Warmth is in the sunshine a smile from a stranger the gentle drizzle of Scottish rain kisses from a lover colours of the clouds laughter with a friend dreams mingle with rainbows harmony in solitude Gather your gold each day From Letras Mania