The Lights Are Different Here by the Autumn
One, two, three
I'm leaving my house
To another town quite different from ours
There is no beach
And not a single beach
I didn't tough out
That i would quite miss
The sound of the sea sand sinking our feet
And the feeling unique
Of how warm is my
Sea
Fallen leaves
I'm leaving my house
To another town quite different from ours
There is no beach
And not a single beach
I didn't tough out
That i would quite miss
The sound of the sea sand sinking our feet
And the feeling unique
Of how warm is my
Sea
Autumn breeze
Writer/s: Shirtsleeves
