itwaslongago

Shall I tell you of the nightIt was long agoLate November and the snowJust about to fallAnd the moon was big and brightCold and sharp and clearAnd the air was bitingSoftly, swiftly down the road -Never made a sound-Someone came from far awaySomeone tall a . . . 阅读详情

No wordsNo words nowThere's not much useIn wondering howOh youYou serenaded my mind&I never was the easy kindSomething startedIt was long agoSomewhereI will never knowThere are so many thingsI can't put my finger onLike the faded pulseOf an ancient dawn&a . . . 阅读详情