Sep 2013
Banging on my door.
Knocking on my window.
Oh, wind.
Just go away.
But sometimes,
I would like you stay.
Maybe till summer's day.
Knocking on my window.
Oh, wind.
Just go away.
But sometimes,
I would like you stay.
Maybe till summer's day.
Because of the typhoon there's been strong winds... I wish we had winds like that in summer...
