Van Morrison piosenki

Sitting there yakkin' right in my face Coming on like you own the place If silence was golden You couldn't raise a dime Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime You're quoting figures, you're dropping names You're telling stories, you...

He's the youth of a thousand summers He's the youth of a thousand summers Like a sweet bird of youth Like a sweet bird of youth In my soul. in my soul, in my soul In my soul. in my soul. in my soul And he looks so radiant And he shines like the sun And he loo...