Nhạc sĩ: Imelda May, Jennifer Decilveo,
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
He said, let's go down to Mexico, hear the heat hum in our head, but be blinded by the sunlight, dreaming of blue nights and stars, and cool sand for a bed.I found my freedom in the fall, down the street from Notre Dame, you whispered to me as we walked on water, we were gods, but then, your hand slipped from my hand.Sometimes rain falls forward and backward, I'll take it anyway.The way it comes, the upside, the downpours, beside you, I want more, there's all different kinds of love.She told me leaves always change color, that's the way it's meant to be.And so we learn from every lover that we cover while we drift.Like circles in the sea.Sometimes rain falls forward and backward, I'll take it anyway.The way it comes, the upside, the downpours, beside you, I want more, there's all different kinds of love.The way it falls, to wash it all away.Change comes, to push away the pain, the river, swollen with the weight, the rain comes, the rain comes, the rain comes.Sometimes rain falls forward, backward, I'll take it anyway.The way it comes, the upside, the downpours, beside you, I want more, there's all different kinds of love.There's all different kinds of love.There are different kinds of love.There's all different kinds of love.There's all different kinds of love.There's all different kinds of love.There's all different kinds of love.Oh!Love, love, love, love, love, love.There's all different.Thank you.