Testi:
Merritt Tift Another Country

too, No one will find but you, Falling is like brand new rain, Places I have never been, I thought these things would come to me. Love is another country

La nuit, les bruits s?embrassent sous le vent, La pluie ici, qui tombe tout doucement. Il n?y a aucune chose qu?on peut tenir proche Sans toutes ces

Once you were a straight shot, a shiny quarter in a new slot, Night would keep the dreams that you got for afternoon. Then telling the truth got so hard

With the city closed for evening and the streets dressed up in rain, My sweet man, do you have some place to get to? Morning is my destination. See

I woke up beside you in the night afraid. When I was young I was always brave. I was going where the wind was born, I don?t know where that is anymore

Well, the first thing I remember is the last thing that I saw, Morning hit the barrel of a rifle going off. Then the daylight wrapped around me, Then

No one will find but you And falling is like brand new rain Places I have never been I thought these things would come to me Love is another country