Shapes of things before my eyes Just teach me to despise Will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame My eyes just heard my brain But will
Shapes of things before my eyes They teach me to despise Will time make man more wise? Here beneath my lonely frame My eyes just hurt my brain But they
Shapes of things before my eyes, Just teach me to despise. Will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame, My eyes just hurt my brain. But
Bản dịch: Dead Milkmen. Shapes Of Things (Originally By The Yardbirds).
Bản dịch: Yardbirds, the. Shapes Of Things.
: Shapes of things before my eyes, Just teach me to despise. Will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame, My eyes just hurt my brain. But
