rate slows Contemplating the thing only your heart knows that life's not a race So hard to believe part of me will fade In the mystery in a future world
rate slows contemplating the thing only your heart knows that life's not a race So hard to believe part of me will fade in a mystery, in a future world
Oversættelse: 311. Livet er ikke en Race.
heart rate slows contemplating the thing only your heart knows that life's not a race So hard to believe part of me will fade in a mystery, in a future
