Tina Cousins

What a miracle is life The fields are high and fruit is ripe So hold out your hands Yeah, hold out your hands And you're the same as me You breathe the air i breathe And we don't understand Yeah, we don't understand. And if you don't ask questions, y

i wanna bruise your lips with a tender kiss i wanna crush your heart i wanna be your scar and when you're touching me i hear a symphony oh oh oh baby come on now baby someone get a priest maybe the police, i think that we should call the justice of t

Life, Mysterious life We＇re all moving around dancing the rhythm of life Time, Mysterious times We＇re all counting the hours and days till the end of all time We＇re all feeling the change and we don＇t know why Choose one direction just one for time D