(Falling... Oh, the warmth it bought to us. It put an end to what we thought couldn't stop. We're bound to wake up.) Granted we take, the things we grow to see more clearly. Lost in reverie...
(Falling... Oh, the warmth it bought to us. It put an end to what we thought couldn't stop. We're bound to wake up.) Granted we take, the things we grow to see more clearly. Lost in reverie...