Out Of Season... Turning now I see no reason
The voice of love so out of season
I need you now
But you can't see me now
I'm travelling with no destination
Still hanging on to what may be
It's a funny time of year
I can see
There'll be no blossom on the trees
And time spent cryin' has taken me in this year
Oh it's a funny time of year
There'll be no blossom on the trees
The voice of love so out of season
I need you now
But you can't see me now
I'm travelling with no destination
Still hanging on to what may be
It's a funny time of year
I can see
There'll be no blossom on the trees
And time spent cryin' has taken me in this year
Oh it's a funny time of year
There'll be no blossom on the trees
Little Masochist.
Pd. And those water-coloured memories... Soft as a summer's breeze... You're as pretty as can be...
Pd. And those water-coloured memories... Soft as a summer's breeze... You're as pretty as can be...
1 Comments:
Mi estimada... sólamente quiero enviarle un saludo.
La voy a extrañar en bb, me gustaba pensar que usted era mi némesis... ha sido la mas bella y linda de todas las que me he imaginado.
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