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August Fan of the Month!
Dreamed last night about a time and place
Where from our troubles we had escaped
I held your hand and I felt complete
As آپ turned and کہا to me
From now on
From now on we'll be
آپ and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
آپ and me
آپ and me, we will be
Years went سے طرف کی and nothing changed
The love we shared just stayed the same
As hair grew grey on سب, سب سے اوپر of our heads
Every night I quietly said
From now on
From now on we'll be
آپ and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
آپ and me
آپ and me, we will be
Only a dream
Only a dream
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
آپ and me, we will be
Where from our troubles we had escaped
I held your hand and I felt complete
As آپ turned and کہا to me
From now on
From now on we'll be
آپ and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
آپ and me
آپ and me, we will be
Years went سے طرف کی and nothing changed
The love we shared just stayed the same
As hair grew grey on سب, سب سے اوپر of our heads
Every night I quietly said
From now on
From now on we'll be
آپ and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
آپ and me
آپ and me, we will be
Only a dream
Only a dream
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
آپ and me, we will be
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That's not what آپ want to hear
One is born so one can die
آپ must wait a real long time
That's مزید than آپ can bear
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the دن آپ cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
Rolling in on a burning tire
You're gonna set my house on fire
Just to دکھائیں me that آپ were there
Flowers raised up like a snake
آپ will raise to leave me bait
And always, always take
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the دن آپ cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That’s not what آپ want to hear
That’s not what آپ want to hear
The road is always clear
That's not what آپ want to hear
One is born so one can die
آپ must wait a real long time
That's مزید than آپ can bear
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the دن آپ cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
Rolling in on a burning tire
You're gonna set my house on fire
Just to دکھائیں me that آپ were there
Flowers raised up like a snake
آپ will raise to leave me bait
And always, always take
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the دن آپ cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That’s not what آپ want to hear
That’s not what آپ want to hear
Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
آپ love all sailors
But hate the beach
آپ say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark آپ tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the بنفشی, وایلیٹ hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
آپ breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark آپ tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the بنفشی, وایلیٹ hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
آپ change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark آپ tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the بنفشی, وایلیٹ hour
In the dark آپ tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the بنفشی, وایلیٹ hour
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
آپ love all sailors
But hate the beach
آپ say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark آپ tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the بنفشی, وایلیٹ hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
آپ breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark آپ tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the بنفشی, وایلیٹ hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
آپ change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark آپ tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the بنفشی, وایلیٹ hour
In the dark آپ tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the بنفشی, وایلیٹ hour
