That's Love Songtext
von Native Harrow

I watch the rain through window panes
Over foreign streets, my mind at ease
Giving up on sleep and begging for crumbs
Of love, love
To see the sunrise over many miles
Going faster than a bird flies
To hold it close then let it go
That′s love, love, love, love


There's a place where the wind never dances
Don′t go there much, I don't like my odds
With chances
And the bird flies through song and light
It captivates my troubled mind
Echoed laughter in its flight
Of love, love, love, love, love, love
There's a place where the wind never dances
Don′t go there much, I don′t like my odds
With chances