From your cold heaven Heart is afraid of the silence of your magic Tell me all the tale of your tale who breaks the tall of that lips and Who is better with you not telling your stories I am crying. Spring Dont let go of the leaf and call
Call me to die Learn my song from you
Call me I want to sound rainy. Spring Dont let go of the leaf and call me call me to die Learn my song from you
Oh your cold, shake the heart of the magic Tell me all your tale He knows
Whos my shakes of crying break up but I am forever
I am not you left without a flower Do not leave the leaf and call
