Augusta Vail Songtext
von John Gold

They float the halls
And the souls collect the meaning
They sing my song tonight
Augusta vail
How model lamp suits you
But nobody sings like you
Is it hire plain temporary
Will we find our way out mazes and paper bags And the song will go when everyone I go in our row
I will turn to you
That when I′ll turn to you and say I love you
Is it hair plain temporary
Will we find our way out mazes and paper bags
Is this your end or just the beginning
I know your still woundering
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