Teksty: Living Death. Down.

I saw you first time in a dinner hall
You looked like a girl that will never fall
You smiled a sweet smile as I touch your hand
Never thought about that you'll drive me mad
I saw you first time in a dinner hall
You looked like a girl that will never fall

You - gimme what you got to give
You - bring me into seventh heaven
I - follow you and I believe
I - got to beat you never

You're doing things turnin' me around
But you were bringin' me -