Lirieke:
Nick Cave The Bad Seed Breathless

fare of love is true And I am breathless without you The wind circles among the trees And it bangs about the new-made leaves For it is breathless without

fare of love is true And I am breathless without you The wind circles among the trees And it bangs about the new-made leaves For it is breathless without

fare of love is true And I am breathless without you The wind circles among the trees And it bangs about the new-made leaves For it is breathless without

the fare of love is true And I am breathless without you The wind circles among the trees And it bangs about the new-made leaves For it is breathless