Philip Shibata piosenki

Play all the news you want It don't mean much to me Wake me when you are done With all of your babbling So hard to find the truth So hard to follow you Is it the gravity Or are we just not meant to be? We the children are changers The true game-break...

I feel a breeze in the air Of a sweet and soft despair Reminding us the seasons we share The seasons we share I feel the cold beneath my feet As the night begins to creep And takes its place for all to see For all to see Well there'd be seasons of gro...