Текст (слова) песни: Noise Ratchet - Desire

 
A summerset to my eyes, with memories of a child 
I had no responsibilities, to help or to have more than I could hold onto 
It`s a slow song to me, desired 
I run through the tree, my desire 
As I wonder now all`s grown cold, but in rememberance there`s a story told 
Of a softer song for a softer soul, and the innocent heart to hold
 

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