Слова:
Wonderwall Appletree

I'm sittin' on my windowsill and looking through the pane you broke my heart oh mamma no you cannot teach me a different soul I won't believe in your

I'm sittin' on my windowsill and looking through the pane you broke my heart oh mamma no you cannot teach me a different soul I won't believe in your

: I'm sittin' on my windowsill and looking through the pane you broke my heart oh mamma no you cannot teach me a different soul I won't believe in your