“I have memories of a cold, lonely autumn, when it seemed like the world was ending. Being sad reminded me that I was alive still. Justin Hayward didn't write this song, but he sure as hell performed it. It often brings a tear to my eye when I least expect it.”
I have memories of a cold, lonely autumn, when it seemed like the world was ending. Being sad reminded me that I was alive still. Justin Hayward didn't write this song, but he sure as hell performed it. It often brings a tear to my eye when I least expect it.