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Текст песни Sunday At Eleven - Ode To Jeff
so many long nights
and moments I?ve floated
in your breath that whispers
so graceful each tone
each part of my body
is part of the song
when all of my tears
start singing along
some say your music
is all that you?ve left behind
but your inspiration
is still travelling in the air
and I know why your gone:
you were just too good
cover thy wounds
with my heated blood
that I send to you
for heating it up
dream on white boy
your chant?s still alive
prepare to be looked for
when I have arived
just like the ocean
always in love with the moon
I keep on looking
into the night
listening to your
last goodbye
and when my
day has come
be there
so I can share
this song with you