I was following the pack
all swallowed in their coats
with scarves of red tied ’round their throats
to keep their little heads
from fallin’ in the snow
And I turned ’round and there you go
And, Michael, you would fall
and turn the white snow red as strawberries
in the summertime
all swallowed in their coats
with scarves of red tied ’round their throats
to keep their little heads
from fallin’ in the snow
And I turned ’round and there you go
And, Michael, you would fall
and turn the white snow red as strawberries
in the summertime
3 comentarios:
Es tan jodidamente tierna. Dan ganas de llorar de alegría. 100% Síndrome de Stendhal.
Es una canción preciosa, aunque el grupo este me aburra un pelín. Será un buen acompañamiento para nuestra recopilación musical "salidas Biel-Jose 2009" xD
MUST HAVE. GROWER. Y ALGO MÁS.
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