...
When autumn comes,
it doesn't ask.
It just walks in where it left you last.
You never know when it starts
Until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart.
...
it doesn't ask.
It just walks in where it left you last.
You never know when it starts
Until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart.
...
Something's Missing,
JOHN MAYER
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