I wrote mystery rimes I wrote them all for you
In this very old town the old and snowy town
Love is always a crime and baby I'm longing to
I think I'm ready to die eating the sweetest fruit
I never thought I would feel blue
Then love again would come so true
How many seasons belong to you ?
In the dark of our rooms when you
Bump into things and bump into you
Fate, of question of time a question of mood
I never thought I would feel in you
This way I’m moving beneath so good
How many seasons before you ?
Strange is the fate when it comes true
Hello, hello
Hello, hello
Hello, hello to love again
Hello, hello
Hello, hello
Hello, hello to love again
I wrote mystery files with a knife and broom
In this very old town after so many dooms
Love is always a crime and baby I'm longing to
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