Sunlight in the weeds I wish that I was blind To the ghost dancing in the breeze Blowing through my mind Got a Corvair in my yard It hasn't run in fifteen
Fordítás: Fehér, Jim. Corvair.
Sunlight in the weeds...I wish that I was blind... to the ghosts dancing in the breeze... blowing through my mind. Got a Corvair in my yard. It hasn
