Does it ever catch your eye, beauty divine? In an old man's tears a little girl's smile It feels like a song, one that belongs to you Stop making sense
Does it ever catch your eye Beauty divine In an old man's tears A little girl's smile If it feels like a song One that belongs to you Stop making sense
译文: 希思，布兰顿. 美神.
: Does it ever catch your eye Beauty divine In an old man's tears A little girl's smile If it feels like a song One that belongs to you Stop making sense
