Phillip Long - Trapezist Тексты

Look at me, my little bird
I'm a trapezist swinging with love
You know I found my place
I found my shelter, my grace

And I won't forget the taste of it
The taste of you, my reflection
And I won't forget the taste of it
The taste of you, my reflection

Uhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhh
Uhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhh

Look at me, my little bird
I'm a trapezist swinging with love
You know I found my place
I found my shelter, my grace

And I won't forget the taste of it
The taste of you, my reflection
And I won't forget the taste of it
The taste of you, my reflection

Uhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhh
Uhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhh
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