Тексты песен Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova

I don`t know you But I want you All the more for that Words fall through me And always fool me And I can`t react And games that never amount To more than they`re meant Will play themselves out

So If you ever want something You call, you call And I'll come running to fight And I'll be at your door And there's nothing worth running for When your mind is made up When your mind is made up There