歌词语境宇宙
They would stare unbelieving at the last unicorn
When the first breath of winter though their flowers it’s icing
And you look to the north and the pale moon is rising
They would stare unbelieving at the last unicorn
When the first breath of winter though their flowers it’s icing
And you look to the north and the pale moon is rising
at the last unicorn
When the first breath of winter
through the flowers is icing
at the last unicorn
When the first breath of winter
through the flowers is icing