3 acessos
January, started slow.
The coldest winds
And the deepest snow
You're all soft until we get home
Then lights go off even when you're alone
And time just marches on
And time just marches on
Those soft little things you've sung
come back sometimes in your native language
September came around again
A year older, and summer's end
And time just marches on
And time just marches on