Hold me now.
KommenteraThe spring of april's gone and the leaves have all turn brown.
The children are all grown up and there is noone around.
I'm looking over my life and all the mistakes I've made.
And I'm afraid.
Afraid.
The spring of april's gone and the leaves have all turn brown.
The children are all grown up and there is noone around.
I'm looking over my life and all the mistakes I've made.
And I'm afraid.
Afraid.