Dear Mr. Snowman why are you still standing there
Don’t you see the sun is rising shinning an hole in your eye
In your eye
In your eyes
Ah
Take the road through the early spring garden
A smell of nostalgia in the air
Everything has fallen apart to rise
I remember from I was a child
The sun is burning through and the sky’s melting in
I think of you Mr. Snowman I'll pray for you tonight
Bonsoir mon chere! Jeg vil søge ind på musik konservatoriet, og jeg har her hugget lidt fra dig. Det er, forhåbentlig, cool med dig:)
SvarSletHvad synes du om denne tekst?
Den handler bare om nostalgi og forår egentlig
Det er altid okay! Vi deler det :)
SvarSletSå dejligt at se dig i går.
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