paroles de chanson Kings - Scout Niblett

There's not special group for you, my love
There's not special group for you, my love
But they all look so nice
They all look so right

There's not special group for you, my love
There's not special group for you, my love
But they all look so nice
They all look so right

Bring your bow and bring your arrow
Aim and fire into the stars for us
For our eyes
For our eyes
For our eyes
For our eyes

Bring me courage you bring me back bold
You're soul become a plash of dancing gold
For our eyes
For our eyes
For our eyes
For our eyes