never cries I wonder why she never cries Sweet little loving Sweet little loving Sweet little loving Sweet little loving Sweet little loving Sweet little loving Sweet little loving Sweet little loving
sweet little loving sweet little loving sweet little loving sweet little loving I wonder why she never cries I wonder why she never cries sweet little loving sweet little loving sweet little loving sweet
Översättning: White Lion. Sweet Little Loving.
stop sweet little loving sweet little loving sweet little loving sweet little loving I wonder why she never cries I wonder why she never cries sweet little loving sweet little loving sweet little loving sweet
s a white diamond gloom, on the dark side of this room And a pathway that leads up to the stars If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise
darkness turns into a white dove of peace Raven dove, behold he cometh in the clouds And every eye shall see him Sweet bird, sweet bird of peace
who loves water. A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star. Eternity is in love with
of darkness turns into a white dove of peace Raven dove, behold he cometh in the clouds And every eye shall see him Sweet bird, sweet bird of peace Raven
back in blankets soft white down Her hair warm Autumn colours, floating Our days were classroom poems, true young love some nights we roar like lions
strong as an ox, Light as a feather, blind as a bat Mad as a hatter and nervous as a cat Sweet as a cookie, pure as a dove That means, Mister, I'm in love
