December 2008
A warm breeze fades out, colored leafs touch the ground Hold on for a while, don't give up and stay alive It shows in your eyes, the lack of delight, my hands are bound tight I cannot make it right, I
A warm breeze fades out, colored leafs touch the ground Hold on for a while, don't give up and stay alive It shows in your eyes, the lack of delight, my hands are bound tight I cannot make it right, I