So we waited for you to come home. Riding high on your visions done Touching darkness we wait by the sea. Holding on desperatly. Far from certain you,
Tercüme: Isyan. Mohikan (Intro) The Son - Glory Arama.
Tercüme: Isyan. Son Mohikan (Giriş).
: So we waited for you to come home. Riding high on your visions done Touching darkness we wait by the sea. Holding on desperatly. Far from certain you
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[Instrumental]
So we waited for you to come home. Riding high on your visions done Touching darkness we wait by the sea. Holding on desperatly. Far from certain you