Kissing
The red light of the sun
Slowly descending
The sky is all I see
It's never ending
We could fly
You and I
On a cloud
Kissing, kissing
The wind plays with the leaves
The weather turns colder
But as long as we believe
Love doesn't get older
We could fly
You and I
On a cloud
Kissing, kissing
On a journey of the heart
There's so much to see
And when the sky is dark
You'll be right here
Right here with me
Right here with me
Kissing
On a journey of the heart
Kissing
Writer/s: Klaus Bau Jensen / Tchando
