In that big big house
there are fifty doors
and one of them leads to your heart.
In the time of spring
I passed your gate
and tried to make a start.
All I knew
was the scent of sea and dew
but Ive been in love before, how about you?
Theres a time for the good in life,
a time to kill the pain in life,
dream about the sun you queen of rain.
In that big old house
there are fifty beds
and one of them leads to your soul.
Its a bed of fear,
a bed of threats,
regrets and sheets so cold.
All I knew your eyes so velvet blue,
Ive been in love before, how about you?
Theres a time for the good in life...
Time went by
as I wrote your name in the sky,
fly fly away,
bye bye.
Its time to place your bets in life,
Ive played the losers game of life,
dream about the sun you queen of rain.
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