歌词语境宇宙
The things you are to me
And not some puppet on a string
Oh-ohh
The things you are to me
And not some puppet on a string
Oh-ohh
Open up the heaven in your heart and let me be
the things you are to me and not some puppet on a string
Oh I, if I stay here without you , darling , I will die
Open up the heaven in your heart and let me be
the things you are to me and not some puppet on a string
Oh I, if I stay here without you , darling , I will die