Текст и слова песни Meanwhile – Silent Mist
One cold January night while walking home I hear the sound of my footsteps on the road while for a moment still engulfed in your perfume i watch the white smoke of my breath disappear One cold January night while walking home I hear the sound of my footsteps on the road which is soailed by a silent mist the lights form the lamposts creates a rurrealistic aseptic feeling
К сожалению, прослушивание недоступно в данный момент
