Dum spiro, spero?
'Cause you are my Manhattan from the sky
You look so neat and tidy when I'm way up high
But I know your streets are lined with felt fineness inside
And I wanna come down and walk around, you're mine
четверг, 07 апреля 2011
'Cause you are my Manhattan from the sky
You look so neat and tidy when I'm way up high
But I know your streets are lined with felt fineness inside
And I wanna come down and walk around, you're mine