Тексты песен Mark King

Remember the days No worries just a high school haze I got paid We'd pool the money and split for a day All my friends would be there counting castles in the blue All sweet dreamers making everything

Ornamental words can't describe the bliss That openness produces Now the flaming heart and the burning kiss No longer need excuses Take my hand I am here for you All is well; we've broken the spell Ta