In that big big house
there are fifty doors
and one of them leads to your heart.
In the time of spring
I passed your gate
and tried to make a start.
All I knew
was the scent of sea and dew
but I’ve been in love before, how about you?
There’s a time for the good in life,
a time to kill the pain in life,
dream about the sun you queen of rain.
In that big old house
there are fifty beds
and one of them leads to your soul.
It’s a bed of fear,
a bed of threats,
regrets and sheets so cold.
All I knew your eyes so velvet blue,
I’ve been in love before, how about you?
There’s a time for the good in life…
Time went by
as I wrote your name in the sky,
fly fly away,
bye bye.
It’s time to place your bets in life,
I’ve played the loser’s game of life,
dream about the sun you queen of rain.
whiteday says
Hay, hay từ giây đầu tiên đến hêt.có những người như thế đấy, chỉ biết yêu bằng cách làm đau chính mình
van_genius says
Ôi lâu quá ko được nghe bài nè, hay!!!
cool_code says
tuyêt vời!tui kím bài này lâu lắm rùi!^_^,chỉ có mình là đau thui,ngta đâu có bít j? vậy tại sao ko chịu bứt ra,khổ thê?
sachiko y says
thế mới là con gái hic !!
nguoituphuong says
hay