Cool Whispers drift from the north on the night.
Yet you warm my heart for we hold the light.
The land must fade from green into white.
Hush my heart this love is a fire.
This love will burn like a fire.
Lie side by side in the soft winter white.
Hold me close to you as we brace for flight.
In time I pray they’ll see what we feel.
Hush my heart this love is a fire.
Gentle love this pain wont retire.
This love must burn like a fire. 作者: 抹茶猪头 时间: 2007-2-27 17:56:01 标题: ....