Текст: Djs @ Work. Other. My Mind.

You were sent to here,
Creating atmosphere,
An atmoshpere that everyone can breath,
Everyone is touched,
Could it be that much,
Much mor than our human words can say?

The night is free and baby I am falling,
With me believe that you belong to me,
My mind is free and baby I am falling,
Falling in my daydream fantasy.

You were sent to here,
Creating atmosphere,
An atmoshpere that everyone can breath,
Everyone is touched,
Could it be that much,
Much mor than our human words can say?

The night is free and baby I am falling,
With me believe that you belong to me,
My mind is free and baby I am falling,
Falling in my daydream fantasy.

The night is free and baby I am falling,
With me believe that you belong to me