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voceee!! uh sta mi je bilo lose od onih cevapa jucer!! bas sam tuzna bila!!
sutra sam i tako cijeli dan na faksu...tako da mi voce nece prestavljati nikakav problem!! kazna za jucernjasnje cevape...pa sam mala debeljuca ispašta na vocu!! ma nije bed!!! hehehehhe ja sam i dalje hepi...danas je tjedan dana šta sam s predivnim! viđamo se cesto i lijepo nam je zajedno!!
poslat cu vam rijeci od moje najdraže pjesme!! pusa svima!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Kiss from a rose



There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.

But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and,
The light that you shine can be seen.

Baby,
I might compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh,
The more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray.

There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.

You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain.
Baby, to me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?

But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.

Baby,
I might compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh, the more I get of you
stranger it feels, yeah.

Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the gray,

I've been kissed by a rose on the gray,
I've been kissed by a rose ( on the gray)
...And if I should fall, at all
I've been kissed by a rose (on the gray)

There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.

You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain.

To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.

But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and,
the light that you shine can be seen.

Baby,
I might compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray,
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah

Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray.

Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh, the more I get of you
stranger it feels, yeah.

Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the gray,

Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the gray.


Post je objavljen 15.04.2007. u 16:07 sati.