Raise your glass high
Raise your glass high
they sure make wet stains
on a face
that once could never be down
what will I be believing
when you raise your glass
to them who pretend to protect
you
and I, I'll raise my glass
to the wet stains they make
to the side effects of former days
they're throwing darts
to a heart
that once could never be broken
here I am
while you shed no colours at all
when they tell and tell
lies
and I, I'll raise my glass high
to the darts they throw
to a thing called love
Anita©
they sure make wet stains
on a face
that once could never be down
what will I be believing
when you raise your glass
to them who pretend to protect
you
and I, I'll raise my glass
to the wet stains they make
to the side effects of former days
they're throwing darts
to a heart
that once could never be broken
here I am
while you shed no colours at all
when they tell and tell
lies
and I, I'll raise my glass high
to the darts they throw
to a thing called love
Anita©
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| Auteur: LovesRequiem | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Erwin | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 mei 2011 | ||
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