. I'll be the mountain. I'll be the shore. I'll be the river. All you'll ask for. I'll be your heartache. And your headache too. But there is nothing. I wouldn't do. For you, for you, for you. I'll be
I go down the beaten track, along the river with an empty bank. At the end she said to me "Why are you here with the autumn leaves?". . 'Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to sta
