some people talk and talk and never say a thing
some people look at you and birds begin to sing
some people laugh and laugh and yet you want to cry
some people touch your hand and music fills the sky.
for the soul, for the heart and for the mind
for the soul, for the heart and for the mind
some people talk and talk and never say a thing
some people look at you and birds begin to sing
some people laugh and laugh and yet you want to cry
some people touch your hand and music fills the sky.
