Visions Of You Secret Service

I tap from my window
My hand in my hair
I walk when its raining
I look everywhere
I fear
Your smile causes sun might shine
I wait and I hope that you be mine
Cause everythings around me
Autumn leaves have been falling

I will wait till your calling
Or reach in night for a hand
или Or each year/ear ...
All/old dreams
Your smile causes sun much shine
I wait and I hope that youll be mine
And everythings around me