作词 : Bailey, Squire
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Time like gold dust brings mind down
To levels hidden underground
Say a few words to the wind
That's all thats left of winters friend.
Reaching the snow
In the days of the cold
Casting a
Spell out of
Ice Now that your gone the summers too long and it seems like the end of my life
Reaching out beyond and before
Time like gold dust brings mind down
Time like gold dust brings mind down