Idioma Origen:
All the love
all the love inside me
is on its way
is on its way to find you
don't try to hide
from my love for you
all the love
all the love inside me
is on its way
is on its way to find you
like the tide
i'll always return to you
and all the love
all the love inside you
it's for me
in the dooms in the tall grass
you said and smiled
you're the only one
that could ever tease me
all the love
all the love inside you
-----diffuse me still
getting closer to you
only sure
sing your love
to the stars
they're the guiding me back to you
all the love
all the love inside me
feels your breath
upon my back hand
here's your song
would cause me home
if i could tell you
of all the things i've seen
all the love
all the love inside them
at lack to wait
for its own protection
for so long
became just a memory
and all the love
all the love inside them
twisted into hate
they have no choice to
pass on the fear
pass on the pain
pouring down into the child
into the man
into the world
glued to love
the gun that's in his hand
all the love
all the love inside me
fell like the draught
in a petty ocean
had to stop
looked at my hands
and my fingertips
trembling at the thought of touching you
Idioma Destino:
All the love
all the love inside me
is on its way
is on its way to find you
don't try to hide
from my love for you
all the love
all the love inside me
is on its way
is on its way to find you
like the tide
i'll always return to you
and all the love
all the love inside you
it's for me
in the dooms in the tall grass
you said and smiled
you're the only one
that could ever tease me
all the love
all the love inside you
-----diffuse me still
getting closer to you
only sure
sing your love
to the stars
they're the guiding me back to you
all the love
all the love inside me
feels your breath
upon my back hand
here's your song
would cause me home
if i could tell you
of all the things i've seen
all the love
all the love inside them
at lack to wait
for its own protection
for so long
became just a memory
and all the love
all the love inside them
twisted into hate
they have no choice to
pass on the fear
pass on the pain
pouring down into the child
into the man
into the world
glued to love
the gun that's in his hand
all the love
all the love inside me
fell like the draught
in a petty ocean
had to stop
looked at my hands
and my fingertips
trembling at the thought of touching you