Dear angel of mine, (Yeah) Where do I start to express how I feel? Well, my love's gone blind. Now all that I feel is what I hear. Your words rip and
Translation: April Sixth. Dear Angel.
Dear angel of mine, Where do I start to express how I feel? Well, my love's gone blind. Now all that I feel is what I hear. Your words rip and tear,
Dear angel of mine, Where do I start to express how I feel? Well, my love's gone blind. Now all that I feel is what I hear. Your words rip and tear, and
