And what can one say,
When the whole world is new?
Too see simple colors,
Start to change their tune,
There's something about it,
It's different at night,
One can wait for the green-
Or could wish on the light.
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC
And what can one say,
When the whole world is new?
Too see simple colors,
Start to change their tune,
There's something about it,
It's different at night,
One can wait for the green-
Or could wish on the light.
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