Это был декабрь. Днепропетровск. На улице сыро. На градуснике +12
а я свои песенки пою
Change your heartAnd if I only could, Look around youI'd make a deal with God, Change your heartAnd I'd get him to swap our places, It will astound youBe running up that road, I need your lovin'Be running up that hill, Like the sunshineBe running up that building. Everybody's gotta learn sometimeIf I only could, oh…