my fears and I throw them away Luck, when you hold me closely Ooh, feels like summertime Luck, when you hold my hand I want it all the time Luck, in
Tulkojums: Stils Padomes. Laime.
gather my fears and I throw them away Luck - when you hold me closely Ooh - feels like summertime Luck - when you hold my hand I - want it all the time Luck