Little town
The glory of my little town
Was ruined by the fumes of pipes.
Yeah, I could write about smth else
But not about the time
When I touched your neck
There's only air dividing us.
No need in any promises.
trusting is much better.
Oh, thanks
You don't belong to me
As a grain of sand in the Milky Way
My wish comes true, if I think right.
so together we can make every day our best day
Your neck
There's only air dividing us.
No need in any promises.
trusting is much better.
Oh, thanks
You don't belong to me
Everything you really want
Is really possible
If you ready to take a step
Ta-ta-ta-ta...
When I touched your neck
There's only air dividing us.
No need in any promises.
trusting is much better.
Oh, thanks
You don't belong to me