my lips are whistling our tune
I'd collapse to the grass, with your notes ringing in my head
Let the rain fill my mouth, and in a couple hours I'll be dead
But all the while my lips are whistling our tune
my lips are whistling our tune
I'd collapse to the grass, with your notes ringing in my head
Let the rain fill my mouth, and in a couple hours I'll be dead
But all the while my lips are whistling our tune
Franziska Franziska 26/01/2010 19:13
schön!etwas rauschen, aber das ist nicht besonders schlimm
antonia l. 26/01/2010 18:57
wunderbar!