کاربر:Blueearth205

جهت اطلاعات بیشتر به اینجا مراجعه نمایید با تشکر.

You know that I love you boy Hot like Mexico, rejoice At this point I gotta choose nothing to lose In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came That voice which calls to me And speaks my name And do I dream again For now I find The Phantom of the opera is there Inside my mind.