Drowning I am,
With our innocence.
You and I level the cool grass,
Watch the sky make a pass.
Spring reminds me of,
He and I no longer.
Turned from a rare orchid to a scentless thing,
Ugly end of spring.
Were you telling white lies?
Spring fling.
Were you telling white lies?
Spring fling.
Now he knows that she knows.
Spring fling.
- 专辑:44 Down
- 歌手:The High Violets
- 歌曲:Fa