作词 : Alasdair MacLean 作曲 : The Clientele/Alasdair MacLean When the fog comes rolling through the avenues Something leaves my mind Gifted in November underneath the elms In all the dying lines The mirage and the echo of the life we live Gently leaving me Break the fever, square the lines Strange geometry
作词 : Alasdair MacLean 作曲 : The Clientele/Alasdair MacLean When the fog comes rolling through the avenues Something leaves my mind Gifted in November underneath the elms In all the dying lines The mirage and the echo of the life we live Gently leaving me Break the fever, square the lines Strange geometry
