Don't know when it started, fell in love with winter. The bone-chilling feeling of walking down the street was sober. Looking up at the trees, the veins were clear in the cold winter we saw alive
Don't know when it started, fell in love with winter. The bone-chilling feeling of walking down the street was sober. Looking up at the trees, the veins are clear in the cold winter we see the essence of life. Yesterday it was spring and you have a new ring.
Don't know when it started, fell in love with winter. The bone-chilling feeling of walking down the street was sober. Looking up at the trees, the veins were clear in the cold winter we saw alive
Don't know when it started, fell in love with winter. The bone-chilling feeling of walking down the street was sober. Looking up at the trees, the veins were clear in the cold winter we saw alive