Текст песни Cheryl Cole — Promise This
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In the beginning, there was nothing,
So empty, in the space between,
Then you came in, turned the lights on,
And created, what it came to be.
Before I loved your wings, (?)
Cover me, please.
Spread your wings, cover me.
Promise this, if I die before I wake,
Promise this, take the time to say your grace.
On your knees, you pray for me,
Promise this, be the last to kiss my lips.
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