I keep dreaming of you all the time Then and only then you're really mine There's sadness when you go away and I face another day Yet I keep dreaming
Fordítás: Snow, Hank. Én Tartsa Dreaming Of You All The Time.
ya Say don't you know me I'm your native son I'm a train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done Dealing
why I've learned to love you so Each night it seems I hear you say your love will never die I wake from dreams you pass me by When you are lonely some day you
