Paroles de Bittersweet

Inga Liljestrom

pochette album Bittersweet
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sonnerie téléphone portable pour Bittersweet

Oh my heart is a bird
And its stirred by you
Never one to lose heart
My bittersweet tune

Harpooned my heart
You have
Without knowing
I was caught (caught red handed)
Come to me in the silence of snow
And i will fall at your feet


Sir tom
I think i've got it
Sir tom
I think i've got it
I think i was caught on your sleeve sir
Think i was caught out

In the marrow of the morrow
Will i be the song you'll sing
A whistling, whistling
Every sailor has his tune
And oh god, god
I'm a fallen women for you

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