An american prayer

Recomendam-se:
L.A. Woman
Love her Madly
Light My fire
People are strange
Love me two times
Hello I love you e, claro....
Touch me,
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?
Now, I'm gonna love you,
Till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky
For you and I
0 Comments:
Enviar um comentário
<< Home