Ali ovaj put Bagdad.
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Painter: I like that word.
Magic: What word?
Painter: Vision!
Magic: How does it come there in the sky?
Desert road from Vegas to nowhere
Someplace better than where you've been
A coffee machine that needs some fixing
In a little cafe just around the bend.
I am calling you
Can't you hear me
I am calling you.
Hot dry wind blows right through me
Baby's crying and I can't sleep
But we both know a change is coming
It's coming closer
Sweet release.
I am calling you
I know you hear me
I am calling you
I am calling you
I know you hear me
I am calling you
Desert road from Vegas to nowhere
Someplace better than where you've been
A coffee machine that needs some fixing
In a little cafe just around the bend
Hot dry wind blows right through me
Baby's crying and I can't sleep
And I can feel a change is coming
coming closer Sweet release.
I am calling you
Can't you hear me
I am
Post je objavljen 08.07.2006. u 17:05 sati.