(Lyrics: Gold / Music: Gold-Lloyd-Echolette) The gentle taste of orange A garden of fruit and flowers is what I embrace In ocean blue eyes, in each one
sky I hear the distant calling of the ancient ripples of the sea And I realise that your laughter reminds me Of the soothing sound of the gentle ocean
I'm wearin' If I give my soul, will he put new boots on my feet If I bow my head and beg God for his forgiveness Will he breathe new breath inside me
stars Leave this lonely world of ours Escape the sorrow and the pain And fly again Fly, fly precious one Your endless journey has begun Take your gentle
tears again When you rock ?n? roll with me Gentle hearts are counted down The queue is out of sight and out of sounds Me, I?m out of breath, but not
next to me Fulfilled some destiny I wanna cry But I breathe a sigh Just a little bit of letting go I don't want you to know I wanna cry But I breathe
Soft as the voice of an angel, breathing a lesson unheard Hope with a gentle persuasion whispers her comforting word Wait till the darkness is over, wait
You lie in gentle sleep beside me I hear your warm and rhythmic breathing I take your hand and hold it tightly Listen, can you not hear our young heart
Your love is like a gentle breeze That's always blowin' over me I know you're all I'll ever need In each and every way You're both ends of the rainbow
want somebody to walk up behind me And kiss me on my neck and breathe on my neck I want somebody to walk up behind me And kiss me on my neck and breathe
can be Sometimes you just take my breath away You watch my love grow like a child Sometimes gentle and sometimes wild Sometimes you just take my breath
wore the time like a dress that year The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin But as the embers of the summer lost their breath and
aqui I want all the world to see Un instinto me guiaba A miracle sensation My guide and inspiration Now my dream is slowly coming true The wind is a gentle
estas aqui I want all the world to see Un instinto me guiaba A miracle sensation My guide and inspiration Now my dream is slowly coming true The wind is a gentle
we still have time, we might still get by Every time I think about it, I wanna cry With bombs and the devil, and the kids keep comin' No way to breathe