Look who's knocking on the door
Sunday will be the usual nuisance
But no, you do not move very well
What are you on me
Twenty minutes of love and
hear on television this economy
I want, or you want another coffee
You said you can not and then you're here with me
And one day the sky will open
And I tell you You are
another illusion
But until then let me live so
unconsciousness now
of who confuses the wind roses
Jura or maybe it's better not
will be yet another new desire in this life my
Between us a bed and a coffee
Maybe tomorrow if you can
And one day the sky And I will tell you
You are the usual illusion
But until then let me live so
unconsciousness now
of who confuses sex with love
But until then let me live so
With unconsciousness now
of who confuses the wind roses
Look who's knocking on the door
PRAVO & PATTY MORGAN
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