Turn to me, when your heart breaks away.
Turn to me, dont`t turn me away.
When everything`s said and done,
when you`re looking for somewhere to run.
Why don`t you turn to me.
Turn to me.
Turn to me, when the moon gets too cold.
Turn to me, when the story`s been told.
When everything`s dim and grey, when you`ve hidden the rainbow awey.
Whe dont`t you turn to me...
Turn to me.
Now that Christmas is here.
I`ll shatter your fears and if you want the secrets of mine,
turn to me and read these lonely, lonely eyes.
Why don`t you turn to me.
Turn to me.
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Лирика | 12 июня 2007