歌词语境宇宙
And it's tellin' me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me
And it's tellin' me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me
And it's tellin' me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me
And it's tellin' me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me
and it's telling me that things are not the same
in the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
there's a pleasing sense of happiness for me
and it's telling me that things are not the same
in the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
there's a pleasing sense of happiness for me
And it's telling me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasing sense of happiness for me
And it's telling me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasing sense of happiness for me
And it's telling me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasing sense of happiness for me
And it's telling me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasing sense of happiness for me
And it's telling me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There' a pleasing sense of happiness for me
And it's telling me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There' a pleasing sense of happiness for me