I watch the snow fall on the streets, Dead hearts are waking up, up to see. The black lines crossed across The sweep of the bridge. A man along the edge
: I watch the snow fall on the streets, Dead hearts are waking up, up to see. The black lines crossed across The sweep of the bridge. A man along the
I watch the snow fall on the streets, Dead hearts are waking up, up to see. The black lines crossed across The sweep of the bridge. A man along the