Текст песни «Elisa - The Window»
Слова песни:
If you open the window,
I'm free from the words that are hard to come out
Like a weeping willow,
You're fingers in my hair when the wind comes to play
Its music
Its music
If you open the window,
I'm free from the words that are hard to come out
Like a weeping willow,
You're fingers in my hair when the wind comes to play
Its music
Its music