| Меню сайта |
| « Февраль 2012 » | | Пн | Вт | Ср | Чт | Пт | Сб | Вс | | | | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | | 27 | 28 | 29 |
Partners
|
 | |
In Another Land (Wyman)
In another land where the breeze and the trees and the flowers were blue I stood and held your hand And the grass grew high and the feathers floated by I stood and held your hand And nobody else's hand will ever do Nobody else will do Then I awoke Was this some kind of joke? Much to my surprise I opened my eyes We walked across the sand and the sea and the sky and the castles were blue I stood and held your hand And the spray flew high and the feathers floated by I stood and held your hand And nobody else's hand will ever do Nobody else will do Then I awoke Was this some kind of joke? Much to my surprise I opened my eyes We heard the trumpets blow and the sky turned red when I accidently said That I didn't know how I came to be here not fast asleep in bed I stood and held your hand And nobody else's hand will ever do Nobody else will do Then I awoke Was this some kind of joke? Much to my surprise I opened my eyes
| |
|