Cold Winter Drive
Driving my car through these breezy mountains
the smell and touch of crisp cold air
sieves my soul, fly dear love
life is a figment,a dream, joy,pain ,it belongs to you today and its yours to conquer,
fly my sweet love, fly through the mountains
you will live on..........
the smell and touch of crisp cold air
sieves my soul, fly dear love
life is a figment,a dream, joy,pain ,it belongs to you today and its yours to conquer,
fly my sweet love, fly through the mountains
you will live on..........
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