What are we doing now?Trade faces...
A smile for a smile, can't give you something else
Tomorrow train, you are to change places
I cry, you cry,and so do ringing bells
So farewell?Is this the end my darling?
Wouldn't you call me from somewhere out here?
My blues gets black the sorrow should be crowling
But i've got smiles of yours under my silly skin
Neglectfull sounds of last goodbyes
We're at the point where never meets forever
It's over now the time keeps passing by
Trade smiles... we'll never be together
Trade faces
© Copyright: Мила Шнырина, 2012
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