"And I need to tell you we still ride the railway on our Sundays"

歌词语境宇宙

And the wind that runs and flies to corners of your lungs

And I need to tell you we still ride the railway on our Sundays

I need to lie awake and hear the planes go on their southern run

歌词仓

歌词语境宇宙

And the wind that runs and flies to corners of your lungs

And I need to tell you we still ride the railway on our Sundays

I need to lie awake and hear the planes go on their southern run