Christopher
Veronique Sanson · Symphonique Sanson [1990]
Black tints are coming, I feel it in my mind.
You try to give me a little hope, a little smile
But you can't fight all my devils, so let me sing this lullaby.
Christopher is calling, I feel my little one.
He hears me crying and he just moves and get me high.
He can feel all my misery, he makes me sing this lullaby.
A new man is coming, I feel it in my body.
He hears me crying and he just moves and get me high.
He can feel all my misery, he makes me sing this lullaby.
You try to give me a little hope, a little smile
But you can't fight all my devils, so let me sing this lullaby.
Christopher is calling, I feel my little one.
He hears me crying and he just moves and get me high.
He can feel all my misery, he makes me sing this lullaby.
A new man is coming, I feel it in my body.
He hears me crying and he just moves and get me high.
He can feel all my misery, he makes me sing this lullaby.