IRC-Galleria

ThereÂ’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth.
ThereÂ’s still a little piece of your face i haven't kissed.
You step a little closer to me and still i can't see what's going on.

Stones taught me to fly, love taught me to lie.
Life taught me to die, so it's not hard to fall.

When you float like a cannonball, thereÂ’s still a little bit of your song in my ear,
thereÂ’s still a little bit of your words i long to hear.

You step a little closer each day, so close that i can't see what's going on.
Love taught me to cry so come on courage teach me to be shy.

It's not hard to fall
and i don't wanna lose.
It's not hard to grow when you know that you just don't know