Red little leaves
Floating through the sky,
I ask, how does it feel
To be so high?
They smile, flying through
We don't know,
We're just a crew
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC
Red little leaves
Floating through the sky,
I ask, how does it feel
To be so high?
They smile, flying through
We don't know,
We're just a crew
