Is it really over? With my sexy lover? Shall I bid to thee my rock and roll days, When I prefer something slower these days? Oh my current affair with ballad, I will take you tonight to my bed.
The angel like with broken wings, Left with uncertainty, what was unsettled. But then kisses blew those sorrows, The ability to fly again through midnight darkness end .
Painted flower bed, with sunflowers and green leafs, All I need was the beauty I see in it. I wish it was real, I wish it was. I want to watch those sunflowers grow in my garden, wishing it bloom forever and hoping it will never die. I want to. I would love to do that. Well grow old with someone like you.