the sound of your serenade from the open window.
Friday, November 25, 2005
secret land - sandra
i remember
leaves were fallin' down
in St. Germainit was a cold November
you went away
an' i got a dream
nobody knows who i am
maybe you would understand
anybody knows what i am
down in a secret land
nobody knows how i try
not to tell another lie
anybody knows in the end
i'll find a secret land
i need you
i feel you
i can't life without you
so long
i know that
we parted
i'll stay in this town
cause i miss you so
i feel it
i mean it
the secret that
i'm gonna show
an' i turn back
i see that
all my love had to fail
but i miss you so
nobody knows who i am
maybe you would understand
anybody knows what i am
down in a secret land
nobody knows how i try
not to tell another liea
nybody knows in the end
i'll find a secret land
words spilled @ 8:11 AM /
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