The song that touched me ...

Long back, perhaps sometime when I was in college, heard this song of Glenn Medieros - "Nothing's gonna change my love for you ...". Doordarshan used to air an advertisement on Monte Carlo that played these lyrics in background. Such a beautiful song!!

Such soulful lyrics!

More soon :)

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