I’m walking alone on the narrow alley stairway That I used to walk with you The thick scent of the past passes me by On the day you left I actually… I will live in this pretty village With the icicles hanging down the street lamp and the sound of the birds Do you remember […]
I’m walking alone on the narrow alley stairway That I used to walk with you The thick scent of the past passes me by On the day you left I actually… I will live in this pretty village With the icicles hanging down the street lamp and the sound of the birds Do you remember […]