味道
有味道的歌声，有味道的歌词。。。像游走在小溪边，游走在地下铁。。
Where are you tonight while I stand here and cry?
Watching all the black umbrellas pass me by
To tell you the truth, it’s all that I can do.
To keep from jumpin’ on a plane that's headed home
So I’m jumpin’ on a plane, headed home. To you
Where are you tonight while I stand here and cry?
Watching all the black umbrellas pass me by
To tell you the truth, it’s all that I can do.
To keep from jumpin’ on a plane that's headed home
So I’m jumpin’ on a plane, headed home. To you
