歌词语境宇宙
lost in their overcoats waiting for the sun
the sounds of the city sifting through trees
settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
lost in their overcoats waiting for the sun
the sounds of the city sifting through trees
settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
lost in their overcoats waiting for the sun
the sounds of the city sifting through trees
settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
lost in their overcoats waiting for the sun
the sounds of the city sifting through trees
settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends