Chorus
The bells of Notre Dame are singing
For Lady Armanda, glowing like morning dew
I wait on gilded towers, hearts spinning
The sun through stained glass, painted for you
Post-Chorus
Armanda, ah
Armanda, la la la own
Chorus
The bells of Notre Dame are singing
For Lady Armanda, glowing like morning dew
I wait on gilded towers, hearts spinning
The sun through stained glass, painted for you
Post-Chorus
Armanda, ah
Armanda, la la la
mushroomfab
Comments
No comments yet.