Hi,weeking the now times year.
A gold saying my rain rolling 's fear.
Hi,welcome coming winter's home,
Home,so never to long.
Oh,can you be so sure?
without yearning for more
I never meant to be kind.
I never meant to be saying goodbye.
Time is not taking is tour my year,
If are you through your green's years.
Nan,memory series me well,
all feizing I learn.
Oh,can you be so sure?
without yearning for more
I never meant to be kind.
I never meant to be saying goodbye.
Oh,can you be so sure?
without yearning for more
I never meant to be kind.
I never meant to be saying goodbye.