اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Now here I stand
At the gates of an old church
I tried, I tried, I tried
But never hard enough
Feet in the sand
Of the cold and the mindless
I offered you a hand
But never thought of you
Tell them what you want
You’re a mom of three
But now you’re not alone
Here I am
In the fallen light
I heard you wanted more
And so did I
In the falling of the cold snow
December on my mind
The first to be exact
Now here I am
I feel like you’re leaving
In the snow
On the Mountain Laurel Road
