In a sentimental mood. I can see the stars come through my room. While your loving attitude. Is like a flame that lights the gloom. . On the wings of every kiss. Drifts a melody, so strange and
I read that it's all black and white. Ooh, the spectrum made a shade I like. Ooh, those crimson rays of ruby bright. Ah! The technicolor light Red! Red! I want red. There's no substitute for red
Bài hát Red (Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift. Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street. Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly. Loving him is like trying
