The red light of the sun, slowly descending. The sky is all I see, it's never ending. We could fly, you and I. On a cloud, kissing, kissing. The wind plays with the leaves, the weather turns colder. But as long as we believe, love doesn't get older. We could fly, you and I. On a cloud, kissing, kissing. On a journey of the heart, there's so...citeste continuarea versurilor