Got blown away Stations in the neon light Your body strange as dynamite Killers underneath our skins Black mirrors, black hyacinths Oh my eyes what happened To the skies December December, December
blown away Stations in the neon light Your body strange as dynamite Killers underneath our skins Black mirrors black hyacinths Oh my eyes What happened to the skies December December December
Fordítás: Gray, David. December.
! earthWorks ahhh, the wonders within M I R A C L E slow, slow, slow David - I remember David - I love you Fly to me open arms here for you