Softly, softly falling
It blurs the twinkled lights
Hurry, hurry, calling
Too many wasted nights
Closer, closer moving
Under burning bright lights
Timid, timid, proving
Over those simple nights Continue reading
Softly, softly falling
It blurs the twinkled lights
Hurry, hurry, calling
Too many wasted nights
Closer, closer moving
Under burning bright lights
Timid, timid, proving
Over those simple nights Continue reading