For the world, I may grow old For the world, I may grow old

The retro colored shades; Of the winter draws in; Those pearls of the night; As the souls f... The retro colored shades; Of the winter draws in; Those pearls of the nigh...

Your tender lips with shining pearls, Vasts the kindness among the girls. Your tender lips with shining pearls, Vasts the kindness among the girls.

They're pearls of the ocean called, Love. They're pearls of the ocean called, Love.

"Mother, I shall weave a chain of pearls for thy neck with my tears of sorrow. " "Mother, I shall weave a chain of pearls for thy neck with my tears of sorrow. ...

Hey, it is me, Speaking from the bottom of the sea. Among the pearls, we did live here, Hey, it is me, Speaking from the bottom of the sea. Among the pearls, we d...