Из альбома: Future Games
Written by Danny Kirwan.
The magic of a blackened night
Can go so far, but not seem right
Although my love, will drive away the sunshine
The magic of, a blackened night
And before you go show me
All the words of love
And the falling sands of time
Blow my wind and drifted by
To and frow the trees still bend
Wondering what the host will send
We will go right down to the sea
Bathing in light we will be free to wanderAnd the falling sands of time
Blow my wind and drifted by
To and frow the trees still bend
Wondering what the host will send
We will go right down to the sea
Bathing in light we will be free to wander
And the falling sands of time
Blow my wind and drifted by
To and frow the trees still bend
Wondering what the host will send
We will go right down to the sea
Bathing in light we will be free to wander
The magic of a blackened night
Can go so far, but not seem right
Although my love, will drive away the sunshine
The magic of, a blackened night