The lullaby is coming, I hear a few deers are singing. Oh, to be loved. Happiness surrounds every dusk, but I see the blue heart inside. How sweet, the tinge of the sunshine touch my cheeks. It caught my tears. Oh, to be loved.
The lullaby is coming, I hear a few deers are singing. Oh, to be loved. Happiness surrounds every dusk, but I see the blue heart inside. How sweet, the tinge of the sunshine touch my cheeks. It caught my tears. Oh, to be loved.