So we waited for you to come home. Riding high on your visions done Touching darkness we wait by the sea. Holding on desperatly. Far from certain you,
Traducción: Motim. O Último dos Moicanos (Intro) - Calling Glória.
: So we waited for you to come home. Riding high on your visions done Touching darkness we wait by the sea. Holding on desperatly. Far from certain you
So we waited for you to come home. Riding high on your visions done Touching darkness we wait by the sea. Holding on desperatly. Far from certain you