الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Hair of gold and eyes like stormy seas
You say you love me, want to marry me
And as I’m looking for a wedding ring
You say I don’t have to spend anything
Stay with me
We’ll be closer than the stars
Sunday I’ll be gone
Stay with me
We’ll be closer than the stars
Sunday I’ll be gone
Dad gave up on you so long ago
Your mother is someone you do not know
You have no money and you still get by
