A star washed in paint
Long ago
Long time
Long time ago
There was you
Roses on the floor
The days were flying
I could see magic
Dancing in dreams
To hold in love
Bravery frees something
The opening.
Long ago
Long time
Long time ago
There was you
Roses on the floor
The days were flying
I could see magic
Dancing in dreams
To hold in love
Bravery frees something
The opening.
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