Letra de Palimpsest
Winter weather is not my soul But the biding for springWhy's everybody looking at me Like there's something fundamentally wrongLike I'm a southern bird That stayed north too longWinter exposes the nest Then I'm gone
Winter weather is not my soul But the biding for springWhy's everybody looking at me Like there's something fundamentally wrongLike I'm a southern bird That stayed north too longWinter exposes the nest Then I'm gone
