Life
Sun turns to rain
Turns to ice
Turns to whitest snow.
Turns to thaw
Turns to rain
As warm winds blow.
Which sense refrain, my goodness gracious,
I truly do not know.
Which sense refrain, my goodness sakes,
Not sure I want to know.
Life
Sun turns to rain
Turns to ice
Turns to whitest snow.
Turns to thaw
Turns to rain
As warm winds blow.
Which sense refrain, my goodness gracious,
I truly do not know.
Which sense refrain, my goodness sakes,
Not sure I want to know.