its' getting dark and the highways clear No sign of life from front to rear Its just you my dear On the ride home We're going home I'll be reaching
It's getting dark and the highways clear No sign of life from front to rear Is it just you my dear, on the ride home We're going home I'll be reaching
Tulkojums: Blue oktobris. Viņa My Ride Home.
ride home Now close your eyes its' getting dark and the highways clear No sign of life from front to rear Its just you my dear On the ride home We're
