December 2008
And if the snow buries my, And my neighbourhood. And if my parents are crying then I'll dig a tunnel from my window to yours. You climb out the chimney and meet me in the middle, the middle of the to
And if the snow buries my, And my neighbourhood. And if my parents are crying then I'll dig a tunnel from my window to yours. You climb out the chimney and meet me in the middle, the middle of the to