your name at night. While lightening paints our havy clouds. The memories of what we had make me feel sad. Like cold rain kills a summer day:You're killing me
Tłumaczenie: Janez Detd. Killing Me (III).
, your name at night. While lightening paints our havy clouds. The memories of what we had make me feel sad. Like cold rain kills a summer day:You're killing me