The Postal Service - Such Great Heights | Текст Иностранной Песни
I am thinking it's a sign That the freckles in our eyes Are mirror images And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned And I have to speculate That God
The Postal Service - Grow Old With Me | Текст Иностранной Песни
Grow old along with me The best is yet to be When our time is come We will be as one God bless our love God bless our love Grow old along with me
The Postal Service - We Will Become Silhouettes | Текст Иностранной Песни
I've got a cupboard with cans of food Filtered water and pictures of you And I'm not coming out until this is all over And I'm looking through the glass
The Postal Service - Sleeping In | Текст Иностранной Песни
Last week I had the strangest dream Where everything was exactly how it seemed Where there was never any mystery on who shot John F. Kennedy It was just a man with something to
The Postal Service - Iron And Wine | Текст Иностранной Песни
I am thinking it's a sign That the freckles in our eyes are mirror images And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned And I have to speculate That God himself
The Postal Service - Such Great Heights (Performed By Iron & Wine) | Текст Иностранной Песни
I am thinking it's a sign That the freckles in our eyes Are mirror images And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned And I have to speculate That God
The Postal Service - The Dream Of Evan And Chan | Текст Иностранной Песни
It was familiar to me The smoke too thick to breathe The tile floors glistened I slowly stirred my drink And when you started to sing You spoke with broken
The Postal Service - Such Great Heights (John Tejada Remix) | Текст Иностранной Песни
I am thinking it's a sign That the freckles in our eyes Are mirror images And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned And I have to speculate That God
The Postal Service - Brand New Colony | Текст Иностранной Песни
I'll be the grapes fermented, bottled and Served with the table set in my finest suit like a perfect gentleman I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the Ancient
The Postal Service - Nothing Better | Текст Иностранной Песни
Will someone please call a surgeon Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart That you're deserting for better company I can't accept that it's over