Spring was never waiting for us, girl It ran one step ahead As we followed in the dance Between the parted pages And were pressed in love's hot, fevered
You can't erase the paper chase She'll make you players in the bright merry morning She'll run and hide and leave you the paper Promises behind her as
Standing in my eyes You'll always be the reason But I knew I couldn't keep you for good And I'm not even sure that I should But girl, if you must leave
Vertaling: Richard Harris. Platinum Plus.
Vertaling: Richard Harris. Mede-verweerder.
Vertaling: Richard Harris. MacArthur Park.
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