Foto Evan Cole
You say you'll give me eyes in the moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
But all the promises we make, from the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
But all the promises we make, from the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
Bono Vox
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