frappuccinity.
You may say I’m a dreamer but I’m not the only one.
Till the love runs out.
I’ll be the beauty queen in tears.
He wonders if it’s not too late.
Je remue le ciel, le jour, la nuit.
Who will love you, who will find?
Don’t need to buy a diamond key to unlock my heart.
But loving him was red.
Let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater.
Who will love you, who will find.