Idioma Origen:
Indian summer
abeline
you were new in town, i was nineteen
and sparks flew
they called us crazy behind our backs
"romnatic fools" we just let them laugh
because we knew
it may be a long shot
we may get lonely down the line
but love knows no reason
and i won't let 'em make up my mind
Chorus:
my money's riding on this dark horse, baby
my heart is saying it's the lucky one
and it's true color's gonna shine through someday
if we let this, let this dark horse run
The stars are brighter in the desert sky
no need to wonder or justify
where this will lead
i wear your locket, our picture's inside
inscription says 'the joy's in the ride'
and i believe
that something so sacred
is something worth this kind of fight
cause love knows no patience
you can't please everyone all the time
Chorus
So rare
so sweet
together baby, i know
we can
disappear
be free
Chorus x2
Indian summer
abeline
you were new in town, i was nineteen
Idioma Destino:
Indian summer
abeline
you were new in town, i was nineteen
and sparks flew
they called us crazy behind our backs
"romnatic fools" we just let them laugh
because we knew
it may be a long shot
we may get lonely down the line
but love knows no reason
and i won't let 'em make up my mind
Chorus:
my money's riding on this dark horse, baby
my heart is saying it's the lucky one
and it's true color's gonna shine through someday
if we let this, let this dark horse run
The stars are brighter in the desert sky
no need to wonder or justify
where this will lead
i wear your locket, our picture's inside
inscription says 'the joy's in the ride'
and i believe
that something so sacred
is something worth this kind of fight
cause love knows no patience
you can't please everyone all the time
Chorus
So rare
so sweet
together baby, i know
we can
disappear
be free
Chorus x2
Indian summer
abeline
you were new in town, i was nineteen