โหลดเพลง mp3 Love In December - Ace Of Base

Love In December (爱在十二月) - Ace Of Base (爱司基地)
We had a million of days
I know that our time has run out

You're my everlasting groove
Forget the past for the time to come
In all our thoughts and we will meet again

Never leave me out here in the cold
I sing for my never ending dream

Love in December I will always remember

Our summer with passion a fatal attraction

Colors are fading like the leaves in November

What's left of the magic

We had a million of days
I know that our time has run out

You're my everlasting groove
Forget the past for the time to come
In all our thoughts and we will meet again

Never leave me out here in the cold
I sing for my never ending dream

Love in December I will always remember

Our summer with passion a fatal attraction

Colors are fading like the leaves in November

What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime

'Cause there's a place in the world
I know where I rather would be

In the fairy tales of love
Where everything has a happy end
A world my friend in Fantasia Land

We will be together all the time my dear
In the fairy tales of love

Love in December I will always remember

Our summer with passion a fatal attraction

Colors are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime

For a moment a touch could feel like a vision of an angel

Has our love and desire disappeared forever

Always longing to have you near feel the power and the passion

Feel me slipping from your hands please break my fall

Love in December I will always remember

Our summer with passion a fatal attraction

Colors are fading like the leaves in November

What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime

Love in December I will always remember

Our summer with passion a fatal attraction

Colors are fading like the leaves in November

What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime

Love in December I will always remember

Our summer with passion a fatal attraction

Colors are fading like the leaves in November

What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime

Love in December I will always remember

Our summer with passion a fatal attraction

Colors are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime