Oslo
Christopher Joseph Gallant, Terrace Martin
If I were to let you in my space
Could you handle every cold embrace?
'Cause your love is
Sweeter than a berry
Brighter than the northern lights
You see it in color
I see it in black and white, but I
Can tell from the look in your eyes that you care for me
Wanna be there for me
'Cause your love is
Sweeter than a berry
Brighter than the northern lights
You see it in color
I see it in black and white, but I
Can tell from the look in your eyes that you care for me
Wanna be there for me
